JACK'S POV
Jack Brook sat in his room not really wanting to come out. The noise from the party was deafening and frankly. Only God knew the reason why his sisters had thrown the party or what exactly they had told his mum.
He had heard that she had told them to have a small gathering after she had left town. From the kind of loud music and jeers he was hearing outside, it was definitely not a small gathering. Frankly he was not interested, neither did he care.
He was seated on his bed reading a Harlequin novel he had just bought a few days ago.
Then he remembered Denver. She had read him out when she had told him that he didn't want people to know he read romance because it was going to be a punch to his manhood. He hated to admit it, but she was right.
And that Denver, something
