Back in high school, nobody noticed quiet nerd Kevin Howard.
But everybody noticed handsome, athletic, and ultrapopular jock Clay Northrup.
They had nothing in common and lived in different worlds.
But a lot can change in fifteen years, and when they meet again at their high school reunion, Clay is no longer the big man on campus, and Kevin isn’t hiding in a corner anymore.
Can they put aside who they were? Can one night really lead to forever?
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Cat gives this one 4 Meows...
Excerpt...
I PULLED off the eighth shirt I’d tried on and tossed it onto the bed.
“I’m not going,” I said, making my mind for the last time. I put my hands on my hips and turned around.
Nathan, my best friend since sixth grade, stood in the bedroom doorway of my apartment, staring at me, shaking his head. “Right, Kevin. You’re so not going,” he said, his voice ringing with sarcasm. “Put on the blue shirt you tried on first and forget the stupid tie. This is a class reunion, not an audience with the queen.” He stepped forward, snapped up the shirt, and sent the others fluttering through the air.
“Now you made a mess.” I groaned softly.
“No. It’s where those things belong,” Nathan retorted. He glared at me until I put on the shirt and buttoned it. Without prompting, he fussed with my collar until it was just the way he wanted it and then stepped back. I unbuttoned my pants to tuck the shirt in. “Stop. Wear it out. It’s cut to be worn untucked.” He smoothed his hands down the front of my chest, brushing away imaginary lint.
I probably should have been grateful. It was the most I’d been touched in two years.
Nathan continued his shoulder-brushing routine, and I figured I’d be better off falling in love with him rather than the guys I usually picked, but there had never been anything between us.
“Do I look presentable now?”
“Almost. Hold out your arm.” He rolled his eyes when I demurred, and smiled when I complied. Nathan slipped four of his stone-bead bracelets over my wrist, making sure they were artfully aligned. “There. You look cool and understated.”
The lapis, agate, white moonstone, and onyx beads felt strange, cool and a little tight.
“Do I really need these?” I asked, bringing my wrist upward to look at the emblem attached to one of them. It jangled as I moved.
Cat gives this one 4 Meows...
Reunited is a very short but sweet story of a man that goes to his high school reunion and runs into his first crush.
The characters are good and the story left me wanting... no begging for more. I really would live to see more of their story.
Sorry for the super short review guys, but this is a short story, only 32 pages, don't want to spoil anything for you!
Excerpt...
I PULLED off the eighth shirt I’d tried on and tossed it onto the bed.
“I’m not going,” I said, making my mind for the last time. I put my hands on my hips and turned around.
Nathan, my best friend since sixth grade, stood in the bedroom doorway of my apartment, staring at me, shaking his head. “Right, Kevin. You’re so not going,” he said, his voice ringing with sarcasm. “Put on the blue shirt you tried on first and forget the stupid tie. This is a class reunion, not an audience with the queen.” He stepped forward, snapped up the shirt, and sent the others fluttering through the air.
“Now you made a mess.” I groaned softly.
“No. It’s where those things belong,” Nathan retorted. He glared at me until I put on the shirt and buttoned it. Without prompting, he fussed with my collar until it was just the way he wanted it and then stepped back. I unbuttoned my pants to tuck the shirt in. “Stop. Wear it out. It’s cut to be worn untucked.” He smoothed his hands down the front of my chest, brushing away imaginary lint.
I probably should have been grateful. It was the most I’d been touched in two years.
Nathan continued his shoulder-brushing routine, and I figured I’d be better off falling in love with him rather than the guys I usually picked, but there had never been anything between us.
“Do I look presentable now?”
“Almost. Hold out your arm.” He rolled his eyes when I demurred, and smiled when I complied. Nathan slipped four of his stone-bead bracelets over my wrist, making sure they were artfully aligned. “There. You look cool and understated.”
The lapis, agate, white moonstone, and onyx beads felt strange, cool and a little tight.
“Do I really need these?” I asked, bringing my wrist upward to look at the emblem attached to one of them. It jangled as I moved.
Andrew Grey is the author of nearly 100 works of Contemporary Gay Romantic fiction. After twenty-seven years in corporate America, he has now settled down in Central Pennsylvania with his husband, Dominic, and his laptop. An interesting ménage. Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He is a recipient of the RWA Centennial Award, has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, and now writes full-time. Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing). He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
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Thank you for the excerpt. the cover looks great.
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