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[As he drops his daughter off at school, Jerome encounters a man he hasn't seen in more than a decade and never thought he'd see again.]
A chill wind picked up. Snow tomorrow. New York’s weather had gone bananas these past few years: hurricanes and flash floods.
If Olivia hadn’t died, he wouldn’t have been standing there in front of Walton in the cold. If Olivia hadn’t died, he’d have been home washing up the breakfast dishes while she ran to her agent’s office. If Olivia hadn’t died, his daughter would have laughed and high-fived him before she’d left the house to ace biology and dance the lead, instead of a mouse.
“Jug?” A deep voice called out to him, one he knew better than his own.
Jerome froze.
“Is that you?”
Sure enough, there he stood, seventeen years later and more handsome than ever, Wendell Stuart Farley, Wince to his friends, and Jerome’s closest ally for most of the years that mattered. Pinked by the cold air and wearing a faded tee under a brown leather jacket. Same wavy hair that always needed a cut, same crooked grin, and square chin. Rough around the edges and squinting at the madhouse, same as ever. His partner in crime, once upon a while ago.
Jerome made himself smile in reply. A knot in his gut and tension rippled through him like a rock tossed into a pond. Not today, Satan.
Wince uncrossed his arms and took a hesitant step toward him, ignoring the kids surging toward the doors. He wasn’t the same lanky boy he’d been. His chest stretched the faded shirt and laugh lines framed his eyes. Gray in the dirty blond now. He’d gotten as muscular as Jerome. We’re men now. “Man, you look fucking great.”
Jerome nodded, numb. “Thanks. You, umm … You do too.” He could feel himself overreacting like a freak. Right in public, in front of all these parents and kids. Once burned.
Damon Suede grew up out-n-proud deep in the anus of right-wing America, and escaped as soon as it was legal. Though new to romance fiction, Damon has been writing for print, stage, and screen for two decades. He's won some awards, but counts his blessings more often: his amazing friends, his demented family, his beautiful husband, his loyal fans, and his silly, stern, seductive Muse who keeps whispering in his ear, year after year. Get in touch with him at DamonSuede.com.
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