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    Kiss The Boy...
    Kiss The Boy...
    Kiss The Boy...
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    Kiss The Boy...

    By Heather Mar-Gerrison

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    I stared at him. His mouth was moving – which was a total turn on, by the way – but the words he was saying wouldn’t process in my confused brain. What the hell was he talking about? He couldn’t have found the one – because I was the one...
    “He’s totally awesome, dude – I know this is the real thing.” Paris’s eyes were shining and his smile was enough to make me want to cry.
    I nodded, forcing myself to smile along with him – he was so totally stoked about the whole thing I couldn’t show my disappointment – hell, never mind disappointment – this was totally heartbreaking... “The real thing, huh?” I asked and I was grateful that my voice didn’t wobble, showing how upset I was about this new episode. “Wow – that’s amazing.”
    He nodded, “I know, right?” he laughed, “And I want to be everything he needs me to be – that’s kind of where you come in...” he blushed bright red.
    I frowned; did I miss something? “What are you on about?”
    He looked up at me through his eyelashes – something he’d done since we were kids and I’d always been putty in his hands when he did that, “Could you, like, teach me...?” he trailed off, going an even deeper shade of red.
    My heart started to beat a little faster. “Teach you?” I faltered. Surely that didn’t mean what I thought it meant, “Teach you what?”
    He shrugged helplessly, “Everything.” He muttered, “I’ve never...”
    My heart started to thump out of my chest. Paris was asking me to teach him how to be a good lover? Holy shit. I nodded. Wiping my hands down my face, I found myself, against my better judgment, agreeing to be his teacher... This was going to end in tears – and they’d undoubtedly be mine but this was also my only chance to show him what he was missing in me. Maybe he really was in love with this wonderful guy he’d met. Only time would tell but I was not going down without a fight...
    This is the first in the Boys Next Door series, with a decent helping of adorable guys, a little drama and just enough naughty bits to keep you turning the pages...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHeather Mar-Gerrison
    Release dateFeb 1, 2016
    ISBN9781311163523
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      Kiss The Boy... - Heather Mar-Gerrison

      Kiss the Boy….

      (Boy Next Door series #1)

      Heather Mar-Gerrison

      Smashwords Edition

      Heather Mar-Gerrison copyright 2016

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      No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronically or mechanically, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author, except where permitted by law. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work.

      Prologue

      Liam

      I stared at him. His mouth was moving – which was a total turn on, by the way – but the words he was saying wouldn’t process in my confused brain. What the hell was he talking about? He couldn’t have found the one – because I was the one…

      He’s totally awesome, dude – I know this is the real thing. Paris’s eyes were shining and his smile was enough to make me want to cry.

      I nodded, forcing myself to smile along with him. He was so totally stoked about the whole thing I couldn’t show my disappointment – hell, never mind disappointment, this was totally heart-breaking… The real thing, huh? I asked and I was grateful that my voice didn’t wobble, showing how upset I was about this new episode. Wow – that’s amazing.

      He nodded, I know, right? he laughed, "And I want to be everything he needs me to be. That’s kind of where you come in…" he blushed bright red.

      I frowned. Did I miss something? What are you on about?

      He looked up at me through his eyelashes – something he’d done since we were kids and I’d always been putty in his hands when he did that, Could you, like, teach me…? he trailed off, going an even deeper shade of red.

      My heart started to beat a little faster. Teach you? I faltered. Surely that didn’t mean what I thought it meant, Teach you what?

      He shrugged helplessly, Everything. He muttered, I’ve never…

      My heart started to thump out of my chest. Paris was asking me to teach him how to be a good lover? Holy shit. I nodded. Wiping my hands down my face, I found myself, against my better judgment, agreeing to be his teacher… This was going to end in tears – and they’d undoubtedly be mine but this was also my only chance to show him what he was missing in me. Maybe he really was in love with this wonderful guy he’d met. Only time would tell but I was not going down without a fight…

      Chapter 1 – Confessions…

      Six months ago…

      Liam

      Today. I was going to tell him today.

      I glanced at the clock on my bedside cabinet. Five to seven. Time to get up.

      I sat up and grinned as I saw the door of my bedroom open slightly.

      Silently, my new kitten, Fozzy, jumped up onto my bed and came stepping over my legs to nuzzle my face with his.

      Hello, boy. I stroked him and was rewarded with a loud purr. What do you reckon, huh? Think by some miracle he’ll realise that he feels the same way?

      He purred even louder. I sighed. I didn’t know and it was terrifying. I knew he loved me as his best friend – but anything more than that? Well, it didn’t matter anymore. I had to tell him how I felt. I guess I’d know by lunch time what that would do to our friendship…

      *

      I looked up as the door of the coffee shop swung open for about the seventeenth time in the last ten minutes. Where the hell was Paris anyway? He’d promised to meet me at twelve o’clock and it was already ten after the hour.

      Finally, there he was. His hair was a little windswept but that only served to make him look even sexier than he usually did. He grinned as he spotted me and ambled over. Paris was tall – much taller than me. He squeezed his lanky frame into the seat across from me, Yo, dude. He said, Whassup?

      I swallowed. I had to tell him. My feelings were eating me up from the inside. I had to get it out. I had to.

      I’m gay. I blurted out.

      He blinked and then stared at me for a good minute before he said anything. I was really beginning to freak out when he finally spoke. Wow. He said, I really didn’t see that coming.

      Are you bothered? I asked, I mean – do you still want to be best mates?

      He looked at me as if I’d grown a second head or something, Course I do, he said incredulously, Why wouldn’t I want to still be best mates? he sounded really indignant that I’d come to this conclusion.

      I shrugged. I could feel the blush creeping up my neck and knew I was going to be bright red. I hated that I blushed when I was embarrassed, but somehow, the more I tried not to – the worse it got! Dunno, I mumbled, I thought maybe you’d feel like I was gonna try it on with you or something. I couldn’t look him in the face. He’d know. He’d know!

      He chuckled, Are you kidding me? he asked and I chanced a glance at him. He was frowning slightly, You’re not gonna hit on me or anything, are you? he asked and I felt my heart sinking. He really didn’t feel the same way as me, did he?

      I shook my head, Course not. I scoffed looking everywhere but at him, I’ve got my eye on someone, anyway. It was a big, fat lie of course. The only person I fancied was sat right across from me – and I didn’t just fancy him either. I was totally and utterly in love with him. I had been for the last couple of years if I was honest, when it dawned on me that even when most of my mates were crushing on girls, I had to admit, hand on heart that I’d never noticed any of them. I was always happiest when it was just me and Paris and my PlayStation and I’d never felt about anyone the way I felt about him…

      His expression changed. It was subtle but it was there. He was definitely irritated to hear that I fancied someone. So why was that? Was he really as straight as he was making out? Of course he was. I was just wishing him gay again because he was so pretty. Just like I did every minute of every hour of every day… Who? he asked sharply, Do I know him?

      I shook my head, Nah, I said running my hand through my hair nervously, He’s a guy at the running club, I lied, His name’s Conner.

      Conner was a guy at the running club – and he was kind of cute in an overblown, conceited way – but he wasn’t anything like in Paris’s league and I definitely didn’t have my eye on him. I really wasn’t into guys like that – peacocks. The sort of guys who thought more of themselves than anyone else.

      Paris stood up, Right. He said, Well, I hope you get what you want with him, then. He said, I’ll uh, I’ll see you on Monday.

      I reached out and grabbed his arm, Hang on a minute, I said in a bit of a panic, I thought we were going fishing with Mike and Dakota and the others this afternoon…

      He darted a glance at me, biting his lip, Oh, yeah…

      What’s up? I asked, You’ve gone all weird on me. You really hate that I’m gay. I just know it.

      He shook me off, No I haven’t. he said, I just need to get my head around you and this Conner guy.

      I let out a big sigh and nodded, Yeah, I understand. I said. And I did. It wasn’t every day your best friend came out to you. He was probably still a little shocked. "But you are coming fishing, right?"

      He nodded, Yeah – definitely. He said with a smile, Wild horses couldn’t stop me.

      I grinned back at him in relief, Great. I said, letting all of my breath go that I wasn’t even aware I was holding, Guess I’ll see you at Ben’s then?

      He nodded, Definitely, he repeated and then he left pretty quickly.

      I sat for a moment to allow my heart rate to go back down to normal. Telling Paris was actually harder than coming out to my parents – and in particular, my dad. I thought he would have been more shocked but it was actually something he said that made me wonder if there could ever be something between Paris and me – turns out it was just wishful thinking…

      "Dad – I’m gay."

      He smiled, "Yeah,

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