“Even bad boys can get their hearts broken.”
Tam’s done everything he can to forget about Konnor and their disastrous relationship. His new boyfriend, Giovanni, has helped with that. But six months into their relationship, he discovers that he’s fallen into the same trap all over again.
Beaten, broken and falling to pieces emotionally, Tam wonders if there’s any point in going on. A pair of copper eyes and a gentle smile rescue him, in his darkest hour, giving him a ray of hope. But then he discovers that this beautiful boy is related to Grayson, the new boyfriend of his ex.
Finally finding ‘the one’ in an unusually compassionate stranger, what possible future can they have, when Tam knows that Konnor will do all in his power to keep him far from the Dashwood boy?
Tam’s eyes softened the longer Casen looked at him until they drifted towards each other and met in the middle.
Their lips connected and he felt that now familiar electricity spark a fire inside of him. He knew it wouldn’t be long before they took things to the next level, but he didn’t want to rush. He enjoyed the anticipation, the waiting, the tender way that Tam held a respectful distance, for both their sakes. It was as if they’d made a mutual, silent, agreement to never venture too far, without talking it over first.
Their tender brush turned into heat, within a second. Tam rolled him onto his back and Casen held him close, both hands on his waist, slipping beneath his t-shirt to make contact with warm skin. He opened his mouth to welcome each caress of Tam’s tongue and lavish his full bottom lip with the attention it was worth. There wasn’t one inch of him that didn’t deserve total and absolute concentrated study.
Casen moved slightly, arching his back off the bed of the truck, as he kissed Tam’s soft lips. His boyfriend moved parallel, pressing down and rolling his hips towards his until he could feel how hard Tam was for him.
It took a few minutes for Casen to feel the tension rising in Tam.
He was getting carried away, kissing him hungrily and trying to push his hand into his shorts. Casen knew that it was because of Konnor and Grayson, that Tam just wanted to lose himself for a while. Sex had always been the answer. But it had never solved anything.
Casen caught Tam’s wrist and slipped his hand into his boyfriend’s until their fingers intertwined. Then he flipped him onto his back and broke their kiss.
Once they were no longer kissing, he saw the shame and anger creeping into Tam’s eyes. Casen didn’t blame him; he was feeling at his lowest, since the night in the restaurant parking lot. He couldn’t let him keep thinking that he pushed people to extremes.
“Kissing isn’t about rushing in and devouring each other as fast as possible. Where’s the fun in that?” he asked him, putting on a smile. He teased Tam’s pouty lips with a kiss at the corner, where they finally curved into a half smile. “If you’re going to be kissing someone for weeks, months or years, then leave yourself something to discover,” he whispered, deliberately tormenting him and trying to keep his mind off his automatic reaction to heartache.
Casen kissed his way down a long neck, happy to hear the content sigh Tam let slip while tilting his head to give him better access.
“You rush when you don’t have time. We have plenty of time. We have time for kissing every inch; for one long kiss,” Casen whispered. “We have time for light, sweet kisses. Or kisses that make your toes curl and your foot pop, like in the movies. We have time for kisses that make you feel dizzy and breathless, for kisses that make you ache,” he continued, letting that last word reflect how he felt.
Tam surprised him. He caught his chin and met him halfway in a long, tender kiss that really did make his toes curl. Then he broke away, with a smile. “If you keep talking, I swear I’m going to come in my jeans,” he warned him.
Casen beamed in delight; that was the reaction he wanted. “We have time for that,” he promised, with a playful wink. “We have time if you want to lie back and let me talk you to an orgasm,” he offered since he would enjoy doing that.
Tam just stared at him, like he had never been happier. “If you were anyone else, I’d say that’s a crock of shit. But I believe you could do it,” he admitted.
Casen laughed, as he ran his hands under his t-shirt and up his chest. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Tam put his finger to his lips.
“You talk too much,” he told him, cupping his biceps and pulling him closer.
Casen went happily, lying over him and meeting him in a slow, lingering kiss that said how sorry Tam was and that he knew sex wasn’t the answer.
Casen smiled into the kiss, as he let his hands wander. He loved Tam’s body, and the scruff of hair on his jawline tickled every time they kissed. He loved the beard he had started growing; it accentuated his fine bone structure.
Tam lay beneath him, smiling but not commenting, as Casen pushed his t-shirt up his chest and leaned down to kiss the exposed skin.
The faint dark hair, that sprinkled over his chest then disappeared until his bellybutton, brushed against his cheek as he kissed along each rib. He hated the memory of the bruises that had been there the first night they met and took weeks to heal. Seeing the clear, unmarked skin was one of the most beautiful sights he’d ever seen.
Casen closed his lips around his right nipple and tilted his hips towards Tam’s, letting him feel how hard he was. His boyfriend moaned and caught the back of his head in both hands, as Casen slipped his hands under his pert ass and cupped both cheeks.
“What are you doing?” Tam asked, with a gasp of surprise.
“Playing,” Casen teased, reaching up to nibble his bottom lip. He smiled, as Tam closed his eyes to the contact.
“What does that mean?” he wondered.
“Don’t you want to play with me, Tam?” he whispered, deliberately adding some desperation into his voice.
Tam groaned, which made him feel giddy. He loved how responsive he was to every touch. “God, you make it sound so dirty,” He sighed, burying his face in his neck, to kiss the skin there.
Casen laughed in approval. There were a million ways to sound dirtier than that. “Would you like to get naked with me?” he whispered in his ear, deciding to be more explicit. He wanted to broach the subject of their first time together since he could feel the heat rising between them with every physical encounter they had.
Tam groaned and hid in his neck. “I don’t know if this is a test to see if I can be patient or if you mean it,” he admitted, much to his amusement.
“Sometimes to be happy you have to…break out of the box.”
Lachlan Meran is a high school student about to graduate and find his way in the world. He thinks his life is set on its course and all he has to do is make a few decisions to keep it on track. That is until a betrayal causes his life to take a different turn.
When his best friend Konnor is added to the equation, will Lachlan be forced to choose between his best friend and what could be the ultimate love of his life, his 1st boyfriend?
The Other Side
“Ignorance is bliss…the truth is terrifying.”
It’s been three years since Konnor lost Lachlan as a best friend. They still don’t talk and Konnor has let his wild side out during college. Now, after three years at college, the six-month new student Grayson is his new best friend. Konnor is crazy about Grayson, while Grayson thinks he’s as straight as a ruler and only wants to stay friends.
But Konnor is determined: he won’t lose another best friend to his secrets. What will happen when Konnor tries playing dirty? Will Grayson fall for his direct, unashamed flirtations or will they prove to be too much for the straight-laced newbie?
The Other Side
Right Kind of Wrong
Elaine White grew up in a small town on the east coast of Scotland. She is an author of paranormal romance, crime and MM romance.
Fighting cancer in her early teens taught her that life is short and dreams should be pursued. She lives vicariously through her independent, and often hellion characters, while living comfortably at home with a pack of wolves cleverly disguised as one standard poodle.
A self-professed geek, Elaine has fallen in love with the research linked with her novels. The more obscure the better. She has recently delved into reading and writing MM romance/erotica and is now a happy addict of the genre.