Will I get it written on time???

Myles was close, now. Too close. Sage felt hot all over and he didn’t know what to do with his arms. They all of a sudden felt too long and were just hanging at his sides. What was he supposed to do with them when Myles finally got his way and they kissed? What the hell was he supposed to do with his mouth when it was pressed tantalisingly next to Myles’ beautiful full lips? Should he use his tongue like they did in the movies or was that only in the movies and normal people didn’t do things like that? But hell, nothing was more sexy than watching Elio kiss Oliver in Call Me By Your Name. Elio’s tongue licking up Oliver’s mouth was something he’d watched a million times on YouTube. It was an incredibly sexy move and he’d been dying to use the same action on Myles ever since…

He was panicking now and he knew it. What was more, Myles would know too and then he’d want to know why – and then Sage would have to tell him that he’d never kissed anyone before and Myles would know that he’d lied in school about all of the girls he’d supposedly got off with and then he’d think he was pathetic and it would all be over…

“I’ll never leave you again.” Myles said huskily, emotion turning his voice gravelly, “I never wanted to leave you in the first place.”

“But you did.” Sage reminded him, “Because I told you to go and you left.”

He nodded, “I didn’t know what else to do. You didn’t seem to want me to stay and I didn’t want you to hate me by staying when you didn’t feel that way about me.”

Sage’s heart tightened in his chest. He’d always felt the same way about Myles but he’d had to protect them both against Danny’s violence. If Danny had any inkling that they were more than friends it would have ended in someone being, at best, badly hurt. He didn’t want to think of the worst-case scenario. “I felt the same way.” He whispered, “I’ve always…” he trailed off.

Myles closed the distance between them and gathered him into his arms. No words were necessary as he lowered his mouth to Sage’s and captured his lips in his own.

Sage felt his whole world shrink right down to their kiss. It was all that mattered, all that he could feel, all he could comprehend and all that he’d ever wanted. He had no idea if he was kissing Myles back properly, going more on what felt right in the moment than anything else. His tongue seemed to have instinctively developed a mind of its own and was chasing Myles tongue every time he felt it invade his mouth. It was heaven on earth and totally against his will, he felt his eyes welling up with tears. Holy shit, was he going to cry? Simply from being kissed by Myles? How utterly mortifying.

He pulled away, his breathing laboured and his body feeling shaky, “I think I need a minute.” He managed to choke out.

Myles blinked and nodded, “Uh, sure.” He said, “Take as long as you need.”

“Oh, God. I’m sorry.” Sage gasped, wiping his eyes on the backs of his hands, “I don’t know what’s the matter with me.”

Myles blinked, “You don’t?” he asked, “Oh.”

Sage wiped his eyes and looked at Myles, “What?” he asked with a bit of a snarl, “What do you think’s wrong with me?”

Myles shook his head, “There’s nothing wrong with you.” He said gently, “You’ve just been living without love…” 

Sage opened his mouth to argue.

“I didn’t mean with your sister, mate.” Myles said softly, unwilling to poke the bear any more than he’d already done. “I know you love her and I can see that she loves you. What I meant was that you’ve been living without the sort of love that I can give you and I do love you, Sage, as inconvenient as it might have been for you when we were kids. I always have. I think I always will.”

Sage’s eyes filled up with new tears. Christ, he was becoming a total cry-baby. What the hell was wrong with him?

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas....

Get into the Christmas spirit with my Last Christmas Series...

 I’d been so damned focused on my own truth-or-dare challenge, I hadn’t been paying proper attention. Now it occurred to me that the very beautiful and very sexy Kane had pulled a name from the hat... and that name was mine. Shit. He was far too good-looking for this...

He smiled at me. I smiled back. Why wouldn’t I? He was gorgeous...

My eyes flickered towards Elliot who was gazing at Cristian with a bit of a love-struck expression on his beautiful face. I sighed. There was no way he was ever going to be interested in me. If I was honest, I wasn’t really bothered; I was just suffering from a little hurt pride. I’d spent money on him last Christmas – the least he could have done was to give me the gift back and tell me he wasn’t interested.

Kane’s eyes followed mine to look at his friend. They narrowed slightly as he took in what I’d just seen. Elliot was clearly setting his sights on Cristian. Kane took me slightly by surprise when seconds later, he was grabbing hold of my waist and lunging at me... As his lips bumped a little clumsily against mine, I had my epiphany. I closed my eyes and parted my lips. I was instantly in heaven. It was almost as if I'd been put on this earth just to meet Kane. I honestly felt that I'd been waiting my whole life to kiss the perfect man and he'd just been delivered in the sexiest packaging imaginable. Oh, my God! Talk about your ultimate Christmas miracle!

Kurt had gone to bed by the time I got back so I couldn’t talk to him until the next morning.

With a flash of genius inspiration I started to cook bacon. No one could resist the smell of bacon... He appeared in about ten seconds.
“Bacon?” he asked, looking at me hopefully.

I raised my eyebrows at him. “You get yours when you tell me what happened to Jonny’s nose.”

He went red, “He was disrespecting you.” He said sullenly, “I didn’t like it.”

Well. I hadn’t expected that. I looked at him, “He was disrespecting me?” I asked, “How? What did he say?”

He went, if possible, even redder, “He said you were a good lay, that you were nothing but a quick roll in the sack and that he didn’t think you had any sort of future.”

I blinked. He might have put it crudely, which had clearly offended Kurt, but in all fairness, he’d got it bang on the money – because that was exactly the way I felt about him too... “Okay.”

Kurt frowned, “Okay?” he echoed, “What’s okay about that?”

I shrugged, “Well, it’s not like I’m in love with him or anything – we’ve just been messing around.”

Kurt scowled at me, “Well, I think you should choose better guys to mess around with – he’s a right wanker.”
Suppressing a smile, I nodded. "Okay," I agreed, "Good idea."

“Who’s the lucky guy?” Sebastian asked kindly. He was such a sweetheart and I could totally see how Kurt had fallen for his subtle charms.

I felt my face heating up. Shit. Was I that transparent? Sebastian had only met me a handful of times since he and Kurt got together last year – the last time being when they were home for the summer break. It had now rolled back around to the winter break and since Kurt had missed Christmas with his family last year, due to realising that he’d fallen headlong in love with his roommate, Sebastian, and had only been back for the New Year; they’d come over to us straight from university for Christmas this year, with plans to spend the first part of their Christmas break with us and to go back to Seb’s family for the New Year. “There’s no special guy.” I mumbled – lying through my teeth of course but there was no way I was about to tell them.

Kane raised an eyebrow, “Oh, yeah?” he asked, “So why are you blushing?”

“Get lost, will you?” I said defensively. Well, wasn’t that the wrong thing to say? All four of them turned to me with their mouths open and then...

“Oh, my God!” That was George.

“You really have met someone!” That was Kane, looking utterly delighted for me.

“What’s his name?” That was Sebastian.

“The boy’s finally been tamed. We have to meet this mystical creature.” And that was Kurt, grinning knowingly and looking like a Cheshire cat.

I smiled bashfully back at them all, my heart swelling with their combined enthusiasm, “I’d love you to meet him but he’s rarely around here – he’s a flight attendant...”

I didn’t actually expect any of them to know whom I was talking about, since he didn’t even live in France anymore. He was from across the border and his family lived in Turin, but he had his own apartment in Les Arcs and he spent most of his down time skiing in the winter and mountain biking in the summer. He was totally into the same things that I was. He was amazing...

I was wrong about them being clueless though. Kurt was right on it. “Are you talking about Cristian Llardi by any chance?” 

And when you've read that one, get a load of this standalone Christmas romance....

Conner raised an eyebrow. “Did you do something stupid?” he asked with the ghost of a smile.

I nodded maintaining my no-eye-contact façade, “Yup,” I sighed.

He brightened and sat forward in his seat, “What? You mean… did you actually tell him?” he sounded pleased and incredulous all at the same time.

I rubbed my eyes and looked up at him sheepishly; I was never any good at the whole no-eye-contact thing anyway, “Yup,”

He looked hopefully at me, “And?” he asked with a hint of a smile.

I looked at the two eager faces before me. There wasn’t a trace of gleeful mickey taking in either of them. They both knew the way I’d felt about Skye back in school and sixth form – hell, sad git that I am, they knew that I’d never felt that way about anyone since too.

I shrugged, “He already knew,” I said. “He reckoned he looked for me to tell me he’d made a mistake but…” I trailed off.

“Well, why don’t you go over there and ask him to go out for a drink with you one night, then?” he nodded in the general direction of where I’d been stood talking to him.

I scratched my neck nervously, “I can’t do that – I’ll look all pathetic and needy.”

"I don't want to knock your confidence, mate - but you are all pathetic and needy." Biff leaned forward and patted me on the shoulder, "we've been propping you up for years, mate - it's Christmas, just get laid, already." 

Biff had such a nice turn of phrase...

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Meet the Boys from Studs & Steel...

Peyton is the owner of the swanky new nightclub, Studs and Steel. He's already been involved in a hit and run and was lucky to come away from that with nothing more than a broken leg. 
Now he's been shot at point blank range and is recovering in hospital. 
He's got an ex-girlfriend and a son who could also be in danger, an ex-boyfriend that he's desperate to find and now to complicate matters even more, he's got a hotter than hot bodyguard watching his every move...





I stared at him. He might just have been the person I’d been waiting for my whole life – and he belonged to my best friend – and that really sucked but it was the way it was...
River is a podium dancer at the swanky Studs & Steel gay club - as such he has the pick of the bunch when it comes to getting a guy...
River's never been fussy about who he's slept with and doesn't really believe in relationships - just having a good time... until he meets Jodie - his best friend's boyfriend...
They have an immediate connection that they try their best to control but their feelings get the better of them - finally ending in disaster... Can anything be salvaged from this dangerous love triangle?



“What do you mean, you want me to go to a gay club?” I spluttered, staring at Kody Elden as if he was completely mad. I thought I’d been hiding my sexuality quite well at work until he said that... I’d never come up on anyone’s gaydar before...
He just grinned at me, “You’ll love it,” he said, giving me a knowing look, “Just stay away from River McNamara,” he pulled a face, “– he’ll give you something nasty just from shaking your hand.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. He obviously had something against him, which I was dying to know about, “Jeez, what did he do to you?”
He grimaced, “Nothing.” He said far too quickly.
I nodded. I wasn’t about to start pissing off one of my senior officers, “Okay – what do I have to do?”
He shrugged, “Nothing much – we just need a police presence there – Mr McKenzie, the owner of the club – is being harassed by one of his former acquaintances and we need to make him aware that it’s not acceptable in the club where members of the public are socialising.”
I grinned, “Socialising?” I said, “Is that what we’re calling it these days?”
He frowned at me, “Have you ever actually been to a gay club before?” he asked.
I reddened and shook my head. I’ll grant you it was pitiful that I’d known I was gay since I was twelve years old – and had had more than one gay relationship in my young life – but I’d never been out and proud – and I’d never frequented any of the gay pubs and clubs in the city that I’d grown up in.... I was a total closet gay – and I had no idea how to be anything else...

Everyone was hooking up around here - and I didn't mean just for the night, either. Peyton and Kody had kicked it all off – the monogamy thing that is... They’d been a couple for over a year now and everyone knew they were totally exclusive. And then River went and followed suit – now that really was a major surprise. He’d been on anything with a pulse for as long as I’d known him. He was everyone’s sweetheart – and everyone’s quickie in the bathroom – until he went and got jiggy with his best friend’s boyfriend and wham! True love.Not great for Jake but whatever – they seem to have worked it all out between the three of them now... and River and Jodie were getting married next spring.Alfie was sorted with Harley the cop – and Simon was seen in the company of the same mystery man more times than he wasn’t. He just hadn’t gotten around to admitting it to himself – or us lot – yet.Seth and Siobhan were also solid – so... that just left me.And I wasn’t bothered really... Well, you know – I did wonder when I was finally going to find Mr Right. I never expected it to happen on our quietest night... I never expected it to love at first sight... And I really didn’t expect it to be a twink... 

Josh is a player. He's got a different girl on his arm, week in, week out.... He's been in France on his year out and the new term is due to start in September. 
Chelsea, his best friend, a girl who is completely immune to his charms, gets her other friend, Lorenzo, to help her choose their house for their final year in his absence.
When Lorenzo enlists Josh's help as a guy who knows how to date, for a date with the mysterious Miguel, Josh is immediately a little on the jealous side. As the date gets nearer and nearer, Josh's feelings for Lorenzo get stronger and stronger. The once straight and promiscuous Josh is beginning to wonder if he's really all that straight after all...
This is a standalone novella. It is part of the Studs & Steel series but doesn't need to be read in order. It does not contain any cliffhangers and has a happy ever after...

People were always mistaking me and Denny for a couple. They assumed we were boyfriends. It always made me laugh, although Denny was always apologising for looking too girly and giving people the wrong impression about us – something I thought was utterly ridiculous. He wasn’t girly. He was perfect.

“Pay them no attention,” I said, “You’re ripped, man – they just wish they had a body like yours.”
He always blushed like a tomato when I paid him compliments. I’d always put it down to the fact that his dad was always giving him a hard time about being a faggot. I’d never taken his banter seriously before. I’d just put it down to his dad being the type that found it hard to pay his son a compliment. And to be fair his dad was well weird. He was really chuffed when Denny got into the police force but for some bizarre reason, he was really annoyed when he got partnered with me. I’d have thought he’d have been pleased that I was there to protect him. I’d always been there to protect him. He was my best friend. Of course I’d protect him...

It had been an agonising couple of years since his brother had lost his life at the hands of Peyton McKenzie’s bodyguard. 
He’d had enough of trying to survive in a world that just refused to give him a break, he’d had enough of the abuse he’d been forced to suffer just to make ends meet and having all of his money stolen from his secret hiding place just days before he was going to buy his ticket out of there was just the last straw. He was tired. He was broken and he couldn’t go on anymore.
He was going to miss Mason, truly the love of his life – and he felt bad when he thought about leaving him behind to fend for himself. He told himself that Mason was tougher than he was. Always had been. Only that wasn’t really true – he’d looked after Mason every bit as well as Mason had looked after him – probably better because he was street-wise and Mason was, well, Mason...

Sitting in my booth at the club I rarely frequented, while nursing my glass of cola, just to be doing something rather than being at home on my night off where it was becoming more than unbearable to be, I couldn’t help overhearing a conversation going on in the booth right next to me.
Some guy was having a drink with another guy – but the arsehole of the two of them seemed to be under the impression that the other one wanted to go home with him – and that really wasn’t what it sounded like to me…
“Let go of my arm, dude.” His voice had gone up in volume and he sounded kind of annoyed as opposed to scared, but you know how you get a feeling sometimes?
That was it. I’d heard enough… I shot out of my seat and rounded the corner, “You heard him.” I snarled, “Let go of my friend’s arm.” I’d acted on instinct and well before I’d even had a good look at the aggressor. I wasn’t unduly worried – being built like a rugby player (I played at school but I really didn’t fancy ending up with cauliflower ears or a broken nose and missing teeth and gave it up before I left for university) I was pretty well built and strong enough to take on pretty much anyone – that said, I wasn’t a street-fighter kind of guy and I wouldn’t dream of carrying a knife – but I knew nothing of this guy... At this point I still hadn’t even looked at the guy being manhandled. As much as I knew, he might have been totally able to take care of himself for the notice I’d taken before wading in. It was a terrible weakness of mine...
I decided to check at that moment and I’m not gonna lie to you, my knees about buckled when he looked around at me with a slightly surprised look on his beautiful face. Holy shit, Date Guy was the most beautiful guy I’d ever laid eyes on – and since he was on a date with another guy, I was pretty confident that he must also be gay…
The bully decided it was time for a sharp exit as he looked up, and up again (six feet five – what can I say? I’m huge) and Date Guy smiled up at me, “Thanks.” He said, “I was handling it – but thanks anyway.”

Fernando, I was utterly certain, was, one hundred per cent, as straight as an arrow… and I was, one hundred per cent, as gay as a rainbow...He was never going to fall in love with me. It was utterly hopeless... but I was a hopeless romantic and so I hoped...
Jaime is profoundly deaf following a serious infection when he was younger. It's never held him back and he's at university and holding down a job in a swanky gay nightclub. Fernando is his childhood best friend who has just found out his girlfriend is cheating on him behind his back. Understandably upset, he goes to offload on his best friend.
He gets to his place of work to find him dancing with two guys and the feeling of jealousy that goes through him is a bit of a shock. They've only ever been friends. He's always had girlfriends and Jaime's usually been single...
Only he isn't single anymore - and Fernando doesn't know what to do with that unwelcome news.

I woke up. For a second, just like every morning, I turned over, expecting to see her next to me – for a second I forgot that my life was over...
Then, as it did every single day, it all hit me again. My chest ached with the overwhelming feeling of loss. My skin started to tingle, and I was almost able to feel the burning through my clothes.
I was reliving the car accident. Hearing her screaming again, as loud as if we were right there, going through it all again and then finally the gut-twisting, ominous silence. And even though her screams of pain were quite possibly the most awful sound I’d ever heard in my life, the silence was worse – because that meant she’d gone. And she was never coming back...
Seth has lost the love of his life and he's drifting, unsure of his future and never expecting to find love again.
Joel, however, has other ideas and bursts into his life, bringing with it a whole lot of confusion, fun and apples...

Eduard and Wade have been friends for a long time. Eduard felt lost when Wade joined the army five years ago and left him behind.
For his part, Wade didn't really want to join up but it was too late to change his mind once he'd signed up.
Five years on and Wade has been medically discharged from the armed forces after being badly injured in a roadside bomb.
Eduard is shocked to hear that he's been hurt and wants to see him as soon as possible, even though the last time they saw each other they fell out quite spectacularly.
Wade is surprised to learn that Eduard has come to the hospital to see him but he's delighted that he has and they tentatively take steps to rebuild their friendship.
Neither wants to admit to each other that they feel more but with a little nudge in the right direction from Eduard's younger brother Franz has them both finding the nerve...

“Has anyone ever told you that you look just like Q from James Bond?”
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes even as a little thrill went through me that he’d said so. I’d heard this about a million times over the last five years or so. Ever since Ben Whishaw first played Q in Skyfall. I couldn’t deny it. I did look quite a lot like him. I had the glasses and the dark, unruly hair that never sat flat no matter what I did with it – and as nerdy as it sounds, I was kind of chuffed that my name could be shortened to Q... 
I would never describe myself as handsome though – not like Ben Whishaw, who I thought was absolutely stunning. I looked up and sucked in a sharp breath. It was the tall, dark, exotic-looking dancer that I’d been crushing on for weeks. I was quite sure he was called Thai, which really suited him. Fuck. And he was speaking to me! Was he actually hitting on me? Nah… probably not – but he thought I looked like Q! For once it wasn’t annoying me to be compared to a super-geek.
I grinned at him. The music was pumping, the beat vibrating through my body and I was feeling really kind of mellow. I fucking loved coming to this nightclub and tonight was no exception. Raising my voice so I could be heard over the music, I replied, “Uh, yeah – I’ve heard that once or twice.”
He chuckled, his deep, almost musical laugh making my insides feel a little mushy. “And are you a mad, gadget-creating genius on the quiet – or do your talents lie elsewhere?” He shouted, his beautiful mouth curving up in a blinding smile that took my breath away.
Oh, my God – he really was flirting with me! Flirting! With me! Where were all my mates to witness this amazing event?
Oh, yes. That was right – they’d all sneaked off as soon as we arrived. Franz was snogging the face off his boyfriend in the foyer – and all the others were no doubt in the bathrooms getting their rocks off with unsuspecting punters... The bastards.
“I’m more your artistic type.” I said back as loudly as I could. I might be studying physics but I really did love to draw and paint. I had about twenty sketches of him that I’d done from memory. Looking into those incredible eyes now, though, with his super long and curly eyelashes – it was more than obvious that I hadn’t done him justice. I’d have to have another go when I got home...

Dylan is a wedding planner. A very good wedding planner actually and his business is doing exceedingly well. He isn't quite so successful in finding love for himself though and being somewhat of an entrepreneur, decides to expand the business into a dating agency for guys looking for serious relationships with other guys. Who knows? Maybe by using his own app, he might one day find his Prince Charming among all the frogs he's managed to meet so far in his life...
Nathan is a builder. He's just been dumped by his wife of only five months and is feeling rather hurt and confused by the whole incident. He thought he and his wife were happy - turns out she was cheating on him the whole damned time...
When Nathan and Dylan first meet they don't think they have anything much in common, but time spent together sees all that change and Dylan finds that Nathan might just be what he's been looking for his whole life.
And Nathan? Well, Nathan finds that a guy who wears make-up and pink sparkly converses might just be what is missing from his life too...

And Coming Soon...

Colby is fed up of being on his own. His partner in crime-fighting, Harrison, is on paternity leave; he and his wife having just had their second child. Colby's missing their easy banter, not to mention the fact that it was a damn sight easier working with someone else than going it alone...
When Miller comes crashing into his life, quite unexpectedly, he's delighted - even if Miller is a glass-half-empty kind of a guy with almost zero interest in starting something special with him. Colby isn't put off by that; there's something about his stand-offish manner that Colby finds absolutely irresistible.
Miller has issues. He's a struggling actor, trying to get his name out there, but he's been abused in the past by the very guy who is standing right between stardom and failure. The producer of the show he wants to audition for...
When he confides in Colby about it, Colby wants to help him but Miller thinks it's a futile venture. No one is ever going to believe him over a big named producer... But when another would-be actor tweets that he's been the victim of assault by the same guy and a trend starts up with loads of other young men coming out and saying the same, Miller realises that, with Colby's help, maybe they really can take the guy down...

Bradley is sick of never being his boyfriend Robson's number one priority. He's reluctantly gone along with his suggestion of inviting Freddie into their relationship and the final straw in his strained and frankly doomed relationship is when Robson tells him that he actually wants to be Freddie's permanent boyfriend instead of his...

When you have to write all three at once because they're linked...

 For the first time in weeks, I woke up with a feeling of calm and dare I say... happiness?

A far cry from the way I’d been feeling for some time beforehand.

I turned over. The police officer that I only knew as Colby – and I had no idea if that was his first or last name – was lying next to me. His face was smushed into his pillow and his dark lashes, long enough to almost brush his cheeks, were perfectly still. I studied his face as he slept. Beautiful. That was what he was – absolutely beautiful – and a really nice, caring bloke, too. The fact that he was attracted to me was just the icing on the cake. He sure as hell hadn’t pinged my gaydar – and I was usually pretty good at spotting gay guys – but once we’d gotten back to his place, it became obvious, pretty quickly, that he was as into me as I was him. I hadn't actually planned on staying over at Colby's place but somehow or other we'd cajoled each other into thinking that it was a good idea. On reflection, it was a particularly bad idea. He was a police officer and I was a flaky, struggling actor who'd been sexually assaulted by a guy who turned out to be the producer of a new show I was starring in. If I made a fuss, I was out of a job - and if I didn't, he was going to continue in the same vein as he always had and would continue to sexually harass, assault and rape young men whilst putting on show of being a really good, upstanding pillar of showbiz. I didn't need to draw Colby into my sordid world. Therefore, I shouldn't have slept with him... So, now I was wondering how to get out of his bedroom, and out of his life, without him noticing.

 The phone wouldn’t stop ringing. It was driving me mad. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. I just wanted it all to go away. I wanted to go back to this time a couple of weeks ago when I was riding high on the idea of being in one of Woods Orson’s productions. Now, though? Well, now I just wanted to die.

A knock on the door made me just about jump out of my skin. Who the hell was that? Josh had a key and he wasn’t due back for hours, yet.

“Who is it?” I called out.

“It’s me,” Said a familiar voice, “Parker.”

I let all of my breath go in one massive puff. Parker and I were friends. We’d made out a couple of times in the past, when we were much younger but things hadn’t really worked out between us and we’d agreed to remain friends but nothing more than that, “Coming.” I called out, “Just give me a second.”

I crossed the room on slightly shaky legs. I just didn’t seem able to pull myself together.

I opened the door. Parker was stood there. He smiled as I opened the door but then he got a better look at me, “Christ.” He said, his smile slipping, “You look bloody awful.” He said, “I thought I’d drop by and let you know that I’ve been to the police about that bastard, too.”

I blinked, “About Patrick Woods?” I asked.

He nodded, “He assaulted me when I was fourteen.” He said, “I’ve never been able to tell anyone about it before – but your tweet just made me think, to hell with him. He’s not God. He’s just a guy in a powerful enough position to think he can do as he likes – well, he can’t.”

I nodded, “You’re right.” I agreed, “But it’ll go to court and he’ll have the best lawyers…”

“And you’ve got about a thousand witnesses to call on. Have you seen twitter this morning?”

I shook my head. He grinned and fished out his phone, “Take a look.” He said, “Even Oprah’s lot have started to tweet about it.”

Holy shit…

I read on. “Casting couch… is it such an outdated practice? #askpatrick

I looked up at Parker, “Oh, my God.” I murmured.

He nodded, “Yeah.” He said gleefully, "that hashtag is trending at the moment."

I shook my head, “This is awesome.”

Parker nodded, “And look at this.” He tapped his phone screen a couple of times and pulled up something from another online magazine. “It’s a bit of a biography – but not the sort he’d want you to read. They’ve talked to everyone.”

He handed his phone to me and I started to read. Clearly some people’s experiences were better than others – but each and every one of them purported to him being, at best, a sex pest – and at worst, a rapist.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There, stood in the middle of  the dance floor were Parker Robinson, Eden Makepeace and Josh Shaw with some other guy - a really handsome one with his arm in a sling. Wow. Could he be the bodyguard that was almost assassinated?
I turned as I felt a presence behind me.  I smiled. It was Matteo.
"I told you my cousin Colby was the man, didn't I?" he said with a smile.
I nodded, unable to make my mouth work. Eden Makepeace and Josh Shaw were both idols of mine. Particularly Josh, since he'd been in TV shows and movies for longer - but Eden just had screen presence that blew my mind. And in the flesh they were even sexier than they were on TV...
"You have to let me meet them." I breathed, "I've been in love with Josh Shaw since I was about twelve!"
Matteo chuckled. "I'll take you over in a minute." he said, "Let's just get the drinks in, first."

It's only seven weeks to Christmas...

Get into the Christmas spirit with my Last Christmas Series...

 I’d been so damned focused on my own truth-or-dare challenge, I hadn’t been paying proper attention. Now it occurred to me that the very beautiful and very sexy Kane had pulled a name from the hat... and that name was mine. Shit. He was far too good-looking for this...

He smiled at me. I smiled back. Why wouldn’t I? He was gorgeous...

My eyes flickered towards Elliot who was gazing at Cristian with a bit of a love-struck expression on his beautiful face. I sighed. There was no way he was ever going to be interested in me. If I was honest, I wasn’t really bothered; I was just suffering from a little hurt pride. I’d spent money on him last Christmas – the least he could have done was to give me the gift back and tell me he wasn’t interested.

Kane’s eyes followed mine to look at his friend. They narrowed slightly as he took in what I’d just seen. Elliot was clearly setting his sights on Cristian. Kane took me slightly by surprise when seconds later, he was grabbing hold of my waist and lunging at me... As his lips bumped a little clumsily against mine, I had my epiphany. I closed my eyes and parted my lips. I was instantly in heaven. It was almost as if I'd been put on this earth just to meet Kane. I honestly felt that I'd been waiting my whole life to kiss the perfect man and he'd just been delivered in the sexiest packaging imaginable. Oh, my God! Talk about your ultimate Christmas miracle!

Kurt had gone to bed by the time I got back so I couldn’t talk to him until the next morning.

With a flash of genius inspiration I started to cook bacon. No one could resist the smell of bacon... He appeared in about ten seconds.
“Bacon?” he asked, looking at me hopefully.

I raised my eyebrows at him. “You get yours when you tell me what happened to Jonny’s nose.”

He went red, “He was disrespecting you.” He said sullenly, “I didn’t like it.”

Well. I hadn’t expected that. I looked at him, “He was disrespecting me?” I asked, “How? What did he say?”

He went, if possible, even redder, “He said you were a good lay, that you were nothing but a quick roll in the sack and that he didn’t think you had any sort of future.”

I blinked. He might have put it crudely, which had clearly offended Kurt, but in all fairness, he’d got it bang on the money – because that was exactly the way I felt about him too... “Okay.”

Kurt frowned, “Okay?” he echoed, “What’s okay about that?”

I shrugged, “Well, it’s not like I’m in love with him or anything – we’ve just been messing around.”

Kurt scowled at me, “Well, I think you should choose better guys to mess around with – he’s a right wanker.”
Suppressing a smile, I nodded. "Okay," I agreed, "Good idea."

“Who’s the lucky guy?” Sebastian asked kindly. He was such a sweetheart and I could totally see how Kurt had fallen for his subtle charms.

I felt my face heating up. Shit. Was I that transparent? Sebastian had only met me a handful of times since he and Kurt got together last year – the last time being when they were home for the summer break. It had now rolled back around to the winter break and since Kurt had missed Christmas with his family last year, due to realising that he’d fallen headlong in love with his roommate, Sebastian, and had only been back for the New Year; they’d come over to us straight from university for Christmas this year, with plans to spend the first part of their Christmas break with us and to go back to Seb’s family for the New Year. “There’s no special guy.” I mumbled – lying through my teeth of course but there was no way I was about to tell them.

Kane raised an eyebrow, “Oh, yeah?” he asked, “So why are you blushing?”

“Get lost, will you?” I said defensively. Well, wasn’t that the wrong thing to say? All four of them turned to me with their mouths open and then...

“Oh, my God!” That was George.

“You really have met someone!” That was Kane, looking utterly delighted for me.

“What’s his name?” That was Sebastian.

“The boy’s finally been tamed. We have to meet this mystical creature.” And that was Kurt, grinning knowingly and looking like a Cheshire cat.

I smiled bashfully back at them all, my heart swelling with their combined enthusiasm, “I’d love you to meet him but he’s rarely around here – he’s a flight attendant...”

I didn’t actually expect any of them to know whom I was talking about, since he didn’t even live in France anymore. He was from across the border and his family lived in Turin, but he had his own apartment in Les Arcs and he spent most of his down time skiing in the winter and mountain biking in the summer. He was totally into the same things that I was. He was amazing...

I was wrong about them being clueless though. Kurt was right on it. “Are you talking about Cristian Llardi by any chance?” 

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