2 May 2018:
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Finally, we have blue skies, sunshine and temperatures in the 70’s, but there is rain in the forecast and thunderstorms, too. After the harsh winter we’ve had, anything is better than snow and ice.
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 continues shortly after what I posted last week when Cole announced his intention to come out to the world.
By Christiane France
Available at iTunes, Barnes & Noble, Kobo
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.
After Maggie left, I kept glancing at the clock on the wall. As the hands ticked off the minutes, my mind began running off in all directions. Was the attraction between me and Cole just sex, or could there be more to it than that? Was he looking for more? The fact he frequented out-of-town gay clubs indicated he was sexually active. Then there was his family situation. From what he’d said, I didn’t think he was a wimp or a coward, just a nice guy in a tough spot trying to do the right thing.
As for myself, I wasn’t looking to settle down or anything like that… Or was I? I knew my thinking had done a complete one-eighty in the short time since my father pulled my car and my credit cards and insisted I find a job. I’d discovered I liked waking up in the morning knowing there was somewhere I had to be; I loved working for Maggie; and instead of endless clubbing and one-night stands, the thought of a stable relationship seemed oddly attractive.
Maggie had said it was a bad idea to get involved with people I worked with. I wasn’t. I didn’t work with Cole; we just happened to work in the same building.
A few minutes after five, Cole appeared in the doorway. Instead of waiting for me to join him, he closed the door, came over to where I was straightening a stack of indoor gardening catalogues, wrapped his arms around me and the next thing, his tongue was partway down my throat.
For a second, I stood there like an idiot, thinking I must be dreaming, but then I began kissing him back. It felt so good and so right I didn’t want it to stop.
“Hey, feeling a little desperate, were we?” I asked as he pulled back.
“Just shut up and do something about this.” He groaned and pressed my hand against his hard cock. “It’s been so fucking long, I’m more than just a little desperate. If you don’t, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you when we get wherever we’re going.”
I pulled down his zipper, slid my hand inside and began to stroke him. “I thought we were going to a bar.”
He laughed softly, bit my ear, then unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down over my hips. “We are. What say we look for one that’s attached to a motel.”
“This is your idea of one step at a time?”
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