I can’t believe this is the last Sunday of August. Summer is almost over, and I’m NOT READY FOR WINTER!! (We don’t get an autumn around here) sigh
Anyway, today I’m sharing six from my (Olivia Brynn’s) untitled m/m. (I call it Jackson)
These are actually the first six in the book.
Noah slouched over his whiskey, trying like hell to ignore the dry-humping couple beside him. He’d get up and move, but the place was packed, and he had to hold onto this bar stool or he’d end up standing against the wall. Facing the crowd. That would lead to eye contact. Eye contact led to conversation.
Noah wasn’t here for conversation.
Makes you wonder what he WAS there for, but it is nothing prurient, I promise you. Check out all the SSS participants at the Official Website. Have a great week!