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Neither 18-year-old Troy Nakamura nor 22-year-old Laszlo Jovanovic expect anything after their one-night stand. Troy is bound for college and Laszlo is heading to graduate school on the other side of the continent.
They don’t see each other again for five years, when Troy’s former competition dance partner invites him to her wedding, where he can’t resist another encounter with Laszlo. Then he says more than he should. While Laszlo lets him down easy, the fact is Troy’s still in law school and the other man’s work is taking him to Europe. Their first parting wasn’t easy, but this one really hurts.
As Laszlo winds up his final European contract seven years later, a traumatic incident disrupts his intention to stay with his parents for a while. Troy, now living near their families again, offers house room while Laszlo sorts himself out.
Both of them had always thought What If. With privacy, peace, and the opportunity to learn just how they’ve both changed since that first momentous night, is the time finally right for love?
Publisher: JMS Books, LLC
Editors:
Genres:
Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 3
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: Varies During Story
Protagonist 2 Age: Varies During Story
Tropes: Most Mindblowing Sex Ever
Word Count: 35,900
Languages Available: English
Right up to my sister’s wedding, I fully expected to spend the rest of 2015 mourning my relationship with Josef. I truly believed that we were in love, that we had a future together, that he was The One.
I expected to wallow in my broken heart for a while, the way a young man disappointed in love should, then take my time parsing the lessons and gearing up to move on.
And then there was Troy Nakamura.
A few images stuck with me, popping into my mind at odd moments during the months that followed. Whenever I wasn’t concentrating, basically, which meant I soon developed a somewhat unhealthy aversion to leisure.
First, Troy at the rehearsal dinner. Dressy casual, as we all were, with those impossibly long legs in jeans, a nice Tommy Bahama shirt on top, silky black hair swept back. Vans loafers and a decent wristwatch and eyeliner, ngh.
READ MORESecond, Troy at the wedding, in that unbelievable custom suit, which he told me he only dared buy because he seemed to have finally stopped getting taller. Every unpartnered person, wedding party to guests, kept turning to look at him all night. An unsettling number of the partnered people did too.
Third, Troy at the reception, shedding his jacket to dance. The vest was made Dance Sport style, with a full back. It made him look even taller and slimmer. Once the dancing started, I don’t think he sat down at all. He never got the chance.
We danced together.
I’ll never forget it.
I’ll never stop asking myself why I didn’t apply some fucking discipline and gently decline all his invitations. There was no scenario where we had more than another one-night stand. But then, I honestly didn’t expect to wake up and hear him saying he thought we should stay together. Somehow.
Back to the images. Fourth: Troy in bed at the hotel, one of the lamps on so we could see each other. Despite now being nearly four inches taller than me, sexually fearless, experienced, and (in case it wasn’t clear) fucking gorgeous, he acted like this was the best thing that ever happened to him. Like I was the best thing.
Fifth: Troy in the morning, flushed and wet-eyed, while I told him I didn’t want to try a long-distance thing. Going from lazily stretched out, smiling hopefully at me, to sitting up with his arms around his shins, forehead resting on his knees, after we both mostly stopped crying.
Sixth: Troy in the driver’s seat after dropping me off in Irvine. Love bite on his neck, whisker burn on his jaw, bruise on his lip. That morning’s drive was one of the most awkward, uncomfortable, painful experiences of my life. I knew it would be, which is why I offered to call for a ride, but he wouldn’t hear of it. Said that was part of the sleepover deal, and we were still friends, and he needed to swing by his parents’ house anyhow.
I didn’t suggest exchanging contact information, and he didn’t ask. Maybe we both thought that if we truly needed to get in touch, there was Natalia.
Oh, God, what was I going to tell her?
Because distracted as she was by being Just Married, she definitely got the idea there was something going on between me and Troy. He told her I might crash with him, but we danced together after that, and it was not a chaste we’re-just-friends kind of dance. It was the kind of dance two young gay men use as foreplay. Natalia had never seen me dance like that before; I have no idea if she’d ever seen Troy do it. But it’s pretty unmistakable. Even worse: the next dance was a slow rumba, and we danced actual rumba, and if I hadn’t fully intended to fuck him before that, the decision was made for me then.
COLLAPSEThis is a really great story!
Troy and Lazlo are in each other’s lives for two really special nights separated by several years. They are so compatible, but the timing is just bad. They have great sex and also don’t run out of things to talk about. But the first time, Troy is only 18 and just graduating from HS. Laz is headed to Europe and then to the other side of the country for Grad school. The second time they meet up at Laz’s sister’s wedding. He’s headed off to Europe and Troy is in law school. They are focused on their careers and getting their lives started. They both realize this is something really special but the timing isn’t right and Laz in particular isn’t interested in trying for long distance. It is a painful parting.
In the intervening years, both are building their careers. Troy goes from San Francisco to Seattle back to Orange County. Then the pandemic strikes. He’s Ok working from home after a while. He’s also dealt with a stalker ex and he’s happy to not have to go to the office. Lax meanwhile has added a bunch of languages to his skillset. He’s done a lot of work he’s happy with and he’s winding up and heading back to the states. After leaving government, he’s on Social Media, so he and Troy keep in loose touching “liking” each other’s posts and pictures.
Laz is headed home when tragedy strikes. He’s not keen to be hovered over by his family. Natalia, Troy’s former dance partner, friend and Laz’s sister calls in a favor asking Troy to pick Laz up and help him out. Troy is happy to so do. He lands at Troy’s house and they fall into an easy and comfortable co-habitation. Troy lets Laz settle at his own pace. They both are at the point in their lives that they are finally ready for something that is not casual. The timing is now right.
Truly a well-written story. Loved the dual POV – we get to see what Troy and Laz are thinking. No guessing. Loved that they communicated as adults all along. Troy is quite mature for his age and they are so compatible in so many ways. I love that Natalia and both families are there for them. There are hint of how ballroom dancing is a catalyst for this relationship and it’s very cool too. A true happily ever after that puts these two guys together where they should be after a dozen years. Loved it and highly recommend.
Content alerts: this novella contains references to the Covid-19 pandemic, a passenger train crash with loss of life, and a stalker incident involving gun violence.
