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Pages: 272
Size: 6.00 x 9.00 in
Pages: 272
Pages: 272
Pages: 272
Each time Paul and Evan meet at another friend's same-sex wedding, they're interested...but the timing is always wrong because one of them is involved with someone new. They try to make do by falling in and out of the beds of several different men as they search for their own Mr. Right, and along the way, they learn new skills, like the secrets to Tantric sex, or the moves required to succeed at lube wrestling.
Yet all through the hot summer months, they flirt and eye each other by the buffet tables and open bars of reception halls crowded with men, even though they never get a chance to take their relationship to the next level. When the summer draws to a close and their two best friends are about to marry, the stars might finally align for Paul and Evan. They might just get to be each others' forever 'plus one'.
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Publisher: Independently Published
Genres:
Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Queer Wedding
Word Count: 66250
Setting: Detroit, MI
Languages Available: English
Miggy shrewdly eyed Evan. “Just trying to figure out how to go about getting you a new man.”
Evan groaned. “Do I really need one? I mean, living alone has its benefits. No one eats my snacks, and I can sleep diagonal across the bed.”
“Stop making excuses.” Miggy took a bite of her burger. “What are you looking for in a man?”
Evan shrugged. “I don’t know. Someone handsome.”
“Duh. Next requirement, please.”
He chewed on his straw and thought about Paul Cooper. A bubble seemed to grow inside his chest, ready to pop and force out of his mouth all the thoughts, emotions, and hopes he had for Paul Cooper, but he managed to contain it. He didn’t really even know Paul. How could he possibly feel so strongly for him? Besides, Paul would never be attracted to him; Paul wanted someone like the motorcycle bad boy he had been with at the wedding.
“Hello?” Miggy said.
READ MORE“I don’t know, Miggy.” Evan sighed. “Someone nice and kind and all those bland words you hear people talk about, but when they finally meet the guy who brings it all home for them, they know it, you know? They just fucking know it, like right on the spot. And it doesn’t matter that they’re dating someone else or are, like, way out of that person’s league. It just sparks between them, and they know it.”
Miggy stared at him as Evan took a deep breath and let it out. “You okay?” She raised an eyebrow for emphasis.
Evan looked away. “Yes. Of course I am.”
Miggy rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Okay. Well, Disney Princess Evan, we’ll work on finding that perfect man for you.”
Evan rolled his eyes. “No mail-order husbands, please. Thanks.”
Miggy lifted her empty plastic cup up over her head and held it there, her signal to their waitress that she wanted a refill. “So particular.”
Evan grunted and sipped his lemonade, his mind spinning with thoughts of Paul Cooper as Miggy held her empty glass in the air and sighed impatiently.
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