4 April 2018:
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This week I have another excerpt from Getting Real, a contemporary gay romance where one of the men needs to grow up and start behaving like a responsible adult, and the other needs to distance himself from his controlling family. This snippet is a continuation of last week’s where TJ goes clubbing with a buddy and runs into Cole.
By Christiane France
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For TJ Delaney and Cole Labelle, it’s time to turn their lives around and get real.
TJ needs to exchange his playboy lifestyle for a job and prove he’s a responsible adult rather than a spoiled, rich brat.
Cole needs to free himself of his family’s control and their paranoid fears by proving being gay like his father is the only thing he and the man who gave him life have in common.
Cole was still at the table where I’d left him, staring into his beer and looking as moody and miserable as before. I wished I could give him a hug, help him find a way to fix things. As it was, all I could do was listen and hope that helped.
I was lucky to have a father who’d always loved me unconditionally. Sure, he’d recently told me to grow up and get real, but he’d never had a problem with my sexuality, and I couldn’t even imagine him making me feel embarrassed about it the way I suspected Cole’s family made him feel.
I remembered when I was about ten or eleven, I’d run home crying about some kids at my school bullying me and calling me nasty names.
He’d given me a hug and said, “That’s because they sense you’re different, son. We can’t change who we are. We can only accept it. If you can do that, then most of the bullies will, too. You’ll see.”
As usual, my father was right.
Cole looked up as I reclaimed my seat. “Everything cool with your friend?”
“He wants to leave around midnight.”
“I’d give you a ride myself, but it’s better I don’t.”
“Why? You’re scared someone might see us.”
He hesitated for a second or two, drank some more of his beer and then shrugged. “I don’t know, and I don’t care to tempt Fate. My mom would get upset and my uncle would go nuts. It’s too risky. I can’t.”
“You could say you were giving a friend a lift.”
“They know I don’t have any friends. I’ve lost touch with those I had in college and I’m in no position to make new ones.”
“Sounds like they’ve made sure of that.”
He tried for a smile, but looked closer to tears. “You must think I’m an idiot, but you just don’t understand what it’s like for me. If they saw me hanging out with you or anyone else who is openly gay, I’d lose my job for sure, and I don’t even want to think how Mom would react.” He sucked in a breath. “To be honest, I’m just about counting the days until Carla gets back.”
Cole was wrong. I was beginning to understand a little too well—his family was worried about him following in daddy’s footsteps, so they’d done everything short of locking him in his room to ensure that didn’t happen. And Cole, poor bastard, had given up without a fight because he believed his sister would keep her promise to come home. A year was a long time. She could change her mind a dozen times between now and then.
I liked Cole a lot, and I’d have enjoyed finding out if there was more between us than a little chemistry and me wanting to get him in the sack. I could see there was zero chance of that happening, but I couldn’t just give up.
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