One Date: A Second Chance MM E-Book

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• Herausgeber: Pride Before the Fall
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

Josh is a jock,  which means he's straight, of course, he has to be. Nathan is not either of those things. Unlikely though it seems they become best friends but can they be more? One date is a complete college romance with low heat and a Happy Ending. Wrapped up in a small package for your indulgence.  For readers with limited time.  A one hour short read for 13,000 words.

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One Date

by

Max Moore

One Date

Copyright © 2017 Max Moore

Publisher: M.M. Romance

Cover: Silver Heart Publishing

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Chapter 1

PART I

Josh shot out bed with his heart pounding, already halfway across the room before his mind caught up with him, it was finally summer and he did not have class today. Instead he had days of endless leisure. He breathed out a sigh of relief.

Stretching he shuffling to the bathroom where he splashed water on his face and attempted to wash the night away. Still half asleep, he knew he shouldn't see two faces in the mirror. Coughing and spluttering, he leaned over the sink to rinse his mouth. Looking up again, he met the man’s––Nathan’s––amused look with a glare.

Nathan gave him a slight nod and a cheerfully, “G'morning!”

Finally recovering from his momentary shock, Josh pointed at him accusingly. “You did that on purpose, didn't you? Did you grow up with communal bathrooms where you live?”

Nathan laughed and walked away in the direction of the living room.

Josh picked up a towel, wiped his face and followed, scowling in response. “It's not funny.”

The man snickered once more and patted the seat on the couch next to him and grinning, “It kind of was, though.”

Josh didn't budge from his spot in the doorway between the bathroom and living room, biting out roughly, “It really wasn't.”

Instead, he headed into the kitchen and began work on much needed coffee, ignoring Nathan’s attempts to start a conversation. Who does that. Appears so cheerful this early in the morning.

Finally, with a steaming hot drink in his hands, Josh sat down on the couch.

Nathan grimaced. “Yuk, coffee smells disgusting.”

The room was quiet for a moment. Nathan sat with his hands folded in his lap, looking a lot less comfortable than he had the moment before. He opened and closed his mouth several times before he began awkwardly, “I... Thanks again. I'm really pleased you took me in.”

“No problem. You needed a place. I had a place.” Josh didn't mention the fact that Nathan had his cash in his hand ready to pay three months rents in advance and a deposit. Josh couldn't turn that money away he needed it. All the money right there and then to help out his younger brother.

“The thing is. I need to move in immediately and you took me with no questions asked.”

“You're a student, like me. I liked you. I've good instincts. What more could I need to know.”

Nathan curled his legs and seemed to take up less and less space on the sofa. “You couldn't asked why I was moving home in a hurry.”

“Okay, why?” Josh finished his coffee and stood up to return the cup to the kitchen. He also sensed tension and didn't want to continue the conversation while sitting so close.

“I’ve been staying at a friend’s house. Ever since I came out, my relationship with my parents has… broken down,” he explained.

Josh blinked. “Oh.” It had never occurred to him that Nathan was gay or that things like family breakdowns because of sexuality still happened. He’d never had a reason to think about it, until now… And then he did think about it and wondered if Nathan would bring as many dudes back as his previous roommate brought girls. They called him Casanova.

"Why are you here on summer break?" Nathan asked, as the college campus had only a few stragglers during that season.

"I've got to make up a class or I won't graduate on time. And instead of commuting twice a week that far, I just decided to stay on campus. My other roommate has just moved out so I didn't expect to find someone to replace him so soon." And it was a financial life-safer that he did.

"Oh, right."

The next couple months were a blur of adjusting to being part of each other’s lives, learning habits and schedules, along with way too much partying (mostly on Josh's part) and way too much worrying (mostly on Nathan’s).

“I swear, one day you're just going to keel over and die from ingesting so much alcohol, and then who's fault is that gonna be? Not mine. Nope. It's gonna be totally your own fault,” Nathan scolded, even as he handed a groaning Josh a bottle of ibuprofen and set a glass of water on his bedside table, helping him nurse yet another hangover from the previous night’s festivities.

Josh flopped down onto the bed face down and mumbled, “It’s summer, what am I supposed to do? My class meets one hour, twice a week, there's a ton of hours left to fill.” He rolled over onto his back and looked at Nathan, not without difficulty. “I’m not like you. Where do you even go during the day? Knitting club?”

Nathan scoffed and ignored the barb. As he turned and walked out of the room, he called back over his shoulder, “Drink your water!” The front door slammed.

Gratefully draining the cup of water that Nathan had brought him, Josh took out his phone and scrolled through his messages absentmindedly––since summer had started, not only had he been invited to practically every single party in the area, but now finals were over and people had time to dress up in something other than sweats and t-shirts, it seemed to him that every girl on campus was suddenly vying for his attention. While he still had that one class and a few exams left, for the majority of those on campus it was party-central and Josh was determined to fit into that whether he needed the grade or not.