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My eyes burned. It didn’t take a big leap of logic to figure out why and how Nate knew so much.
“You keep saying the exact right thing. Who was he?”

He took a quick breath and gusted it out. “His name was Aaron. We were together about three
years. It tore me up when he got married.”

Somehow I didn’t think he meant Aaron married another man. If I didn’t ask, the unrequited curiosity
would give me hives.

“As in he married a--?”

“Woman. Yes.”



“You didn’t--?”

“Nope. Had no clue until he packed his clothes and left.”

We lifted our cans in unison and both sucked down a long draught of beer. Nate let his arm slide
down my back and dipped his fingers beneath the waistband of my shorts. I squirmed away from
them. “Your fingers are cold.”

He bumped against me. “Maybe I’m nervous you’ll reject me.”

“Well, you know I did tell Sven I’d have lunch with him in the not so distant future.”

Nate laughed softly. “I’m not worried about Sven. I saw Paddy whispering in his ear and he looked at
us. He’ll have lunch with you but he won’t make a move on you.”

“Pity. I’ve never kissed a Norse god. I might like it.”

He growled and tumbled me backward onto the sand. His cool, beer flavored lips covered mine. Not
gentle now, he thrust his silky tongue into my mouth and led me into a mock battle. Back and forth
we teased, learning secrets few others would ever know.

I clung to him as long-forgotten heat coursed through me. I’d mourned the loss of having someone
to touch, and touch me, as much as I’d mourned losing Michael. Now my senses flooded with Nate’s
nearness. My cock, so unresponsive for so long, swelled full and hard. I needed to breathe but I
would have passed out from lack of oxygen before I’d pull away from him - or let him go.

“Ah, kick some sand on ‘em.”

Nate jerked away from me at the sound of a voice, close to our ears. Sven took a step back as we
scrambled to sit. Good-natured laughter traveled around the bonfire. I glanced at Nate and hoped I
wasn’t as glassy-eyed as he was. The man looked dazed.

I guess I did. Sven loomed over me and grinned.

“Does this mean our lunch date is off?”

I got to my feet with as much dignity as a guy with a big bulge in his pants can muster in front of a

“That depends. I still need to eat.”

There was a smattering of applause as I reached out a hand to Nate and pulled him to his feet.

Huh. He had a bulge, too. I liked it.
About this book in
its series ...

September Morning is
a stand-alone story
and not part of any
September Morning
Jagger Davis, JD to his friends, is at a crossroads in his
life.  He takes a summer sabbatical at picturesque
Sandbridge Beach in Virginia to enjoy sun, surf, and
solitude while plotting a new direction for his life.
Arriving at a rented cottage, JD finds sun and surf, but
the cottage next-door houses six fun-loving guys
determined to include him in their summer activities. It’s
quickly evident JD won’t have time to feel lonely.

Nate Fischer is one of a group of friends who spend
every summer at Sandbridge. An IT specialist, Nate’s
taking a few weeks off before his next assignment
sends him out to sea for months. He introduces himself
to the new neighbor and invites JD to the first bonfire of
the season.

JD fends off advances from Nate’s roommates as the
two men become close. But JD harbors a secret in his
past, one he worries Nate won’t accept. When Nate’s
job abruptly calls him away, JD realizes his mistake. He
hasn’t given his summer lover a fair chance. Now he
has to convince Nate he’ll be waiting when Nate returns
- if Nate still wants him.