"Sequel to Calvin's Cowboy
It's been seven months since Calvin Hamilton came crashing into John “Brock” Brockwell’s life. Calvin’s belief in him has allowed Brock to reclaim his dignity with a new life, a new job, and a new relationship.
It's Valentine's Day and Brock is determined to do something special for his lover, so he buys red roses and a card. However, on getting home, he soon discovers Calvin has also made plans, ones that involve blindfolds, rope, and s*x toys.
Join Calvin and Brock as they rock the rafters with a compelling mixture of raunch and romance."
For all those who wanted more Calvin and Brock. Walking up the steps of the 14th Street subway station, Brock shivered. New York City in February was f*****g freezing, especially if all you were wearing was an open-necked shirt over a wife-beater. “Note to self,” he mumbled. “Next time you get any romantic bright ideas, check the fuckin’ weather forecast first.” Emerging onto 7th Avenue, he headed for the bodega, but he’d barely gone a couple of steps before a guy in a leather jacket smiled at him and gave him a slow once over. This was the fourth or fifth person who’d checked him out since he’d put on the shirt. Brock hoped Calvin’s reaction would be just as positive. He knew it was dumb, but he wanted to recreate the scene seven months earlier when he’d first run into Calvin. But th