College senior Ryan buries his feelings for his younger roommate Will and becomes an overbearing, overprotective bodyguard. When Will drags Ryan to a Homecoming party, Ryan learns he’s not the only one attracted to the wide-eyed freshman. The night ends in a confrontation, and Ryan must decide if he’ll finally reveal his true feelings to Will or lose his roommate to another man.
Leaning against the banister’s wooden spindle, I slumped down on the landing and closed my eyes. Nick was wrong. From the instant Will had walked into my dorm room and introduced himself as my new roommate, I’d understood how I felt about him. The way my body reacted to his deep, brown eyes and smooth, dark skin hadn’t surprised me. I’d spent night after night in the bed across from his, dreaming of touching him, tasting him. I’d begun losing focus and struggling with my classwork, so I’d worked hard not to be distracted by my feelings for him.
That didn’t mean I couldn’t look out for him.
I may have only been three years older, but it felt like much more time and experience separated us. Will had grown up in a small town and came to our huge campus with a wide-eyed enthusiasm that drew everyone to him. He was so innocent. I couldn’t take advantage of that. I wouldn’t. But if he ever gave me the slightest indication that he might feel the same way…
Sighing, I straightened and stomped downstairs to find him. I needed to see him, make sure he was okay. As I pushed through the sweaty mass of half-buzzed students, there was no sign of Will. A few guys from my various classes tried to stop me to say hi, but I just waved, smiled, and went on my way until I made it across the large room.
“Realize”
Contemporary
18 pages
Torquere Press, 2011
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Excerpt
Leaning against the banister’s wooden spindle, I slumped down on the landing and closed my eyes. Nick was wrong. From the instant Will had walked into my dorm room and introduced himself as my new roommate, I’d understood how I felt about him. The way my body reacted to his deep, brown eyes and smooth, dark skin hadn’t surprised me. I’d spent night after night in the bed across from his, dreaming of touching him, tasting him. I’d begun losing focus and struggling with my classwork, so I’d worked hard not to be distracted by my feelings for him.
That didn’t mean I couldn’t look out for him.
I may have only been three years older, but it felt like much more time and experience separated us. Will had grown up in a small town and came to our huge campus with a wide-eyed enthusiasm that drew everyone to him. He was so innocent. I couldn’t take advantage of that. I wouldn’t. But if he ever gave me the slightest indication that he might feel the same way…
Sighing, I straightened and stomped downstairs to find him. I needed to see him, make sure he was okay. As I pushed through the sweaty mass of half-buzzed students, there was no sign of Will. A few guys from my various classes tried to stop me to say hi, but I just waved, smiled, and went on my way until I made it across the large room.
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