Maybe

Of all the men in Chaps, the huge leather club in Denver, Colorado, Beast is by far the largest. His size belies his gentle nature, however and has made it hard for him to find his perfect submissive. Either men want him to hurt them, or they run away in terror that he will hurt them. All he wants is a man to pamper and dote on, controlling only his pleasure without pain and to share him with others with group kink play.
As part of Chaps lonely hearts club, Beast and his best friends commiserate that they will never find their soulmates, or even their matches in their kinky lifestyle, meanwhile, Rebel and Jack Colton find a new way to keep their fires lit. Meeting Hunter and Ethan Westmore, they discover they had been neglecting their passion and when the men get together, the heat they share cannot be contained.
Sebastian Blacksnake is young and doesn’t believe in love or relationships. He has nowhere to go until, after the death of the man he was staying with, Lonnie Lane and Travis Walton take him into their home and their life. They get him a job at the sub house, a home for displaced submissives, and he meets Beast, who takes an instant liking to the much younger man.
Lonnie Lane has a devastating loss in his family and as he deals with the aftermath, he comes to realize that things are missing from his life. He finds a journal and learns things about his uncle, a story of love and loss that breaks his heart. It also brings him closer than he could ever imagine to Sebastian.
Miscommunications keep Beast and Sebastian apart. Neither realizes for a long time how much they belong together until Sebastian reads the journal and it reaches into his heart, making him open to the thought that he could not only have the freedom he wants, but a great love as well.
With visits from Dennis, Deb, Rebel, Jack, Hunter, Ethan, Brian, Morgan and Pez, this books within a book gives the reader a glimpse into many hearts and many ways of life, with some very unexpected results. Sometimes things work out, sometimes they don’t. After all, all life really is, is maybe…