Exposed by E. Davies

REX:
I can handle a boy for one night, but I can’t hand over my heart again.
By day, I make cupcakes. By night, I make boys beg for my firm hand. When Slate stumbles into my life, I’m captivated. He’s twenty years older, clueless about the scene, and he bulldozes the walls I’ve built to contain my primal urges.
I live my life as two halves of a broken man. But if Slate is my boy, can I be whole at last?

SLATE:
I wish I could find a Daddy who loves every part of me, but I’m haunted by my mistakes.
The first Dom I served broke my spirit. The second might break my heart. Rex mends my scars and shows me what I’ve always longed for. I could belong to him if he’d let me in. Instinct tells me to run from Rex’s wolfish grin, yet I can’t stay away.
Daddy gives me what I want. But what if I need Rex to chase me?