He slid into his seat at the very end of the first row just as the music swelled. The theater was dark and the audience silent in anticipation. Liam’s wet shoes squeaked on the polished floors as he ran down the broad stairs along the curved auditorium wall and pushed the last double door open just enough to squeeze through. He ran up the stairs and nodded at the boy in the cashier booth. The cold drizzle on his face was pleasant a splash of realism after a day spent in sterile conference rooms. Opening the door only enough so he could climb out, he managed to avoid scratching the neighboring silver Volvo. The rain had just begun when he swung into the parking lot and stopped in the first empty slot he saw. But he was right, and they were wrong, and he’d won in the end. Maybe they hoped they’d catch him lying if they asked the same thing enough times. The board of advisors had grilled him for hours, asking identical questions over and over. This time, Liam was genuinely worried he wouldn’t make it to the theater on time. Each and every one of you who reads, writes, publishes, promotes, and supports LGBTQ+ stories, thank you! I owe my deepest gratitude to every kind, generous person who invested their energy into beta-reading, editing and proofreading this story, and who listened to my whines with endless patience. Alex, thank you for reading everything, every time. Tanja, I am forever grateful for your eagle eye, quick mind and kindness. The book contains explicit scenes, adult language, same-sex intercourse and sexual interactions between more than two partners.Īmy, thank you for your patience, expertise and support. The following text is a gay polyamorous romance. Suddenly, instead of fear or caution, there’s just mind-numbing desire for more. Drowning in both lust and sadness, Luke is swept into a passionate triangle with two men who couldn’t be more different. Liam’s dark eyes and his imposing silhouette begin haunting Luke’s dreams. He will start the university, reinvent himself, forget Marcus and find happiness elsewhere.Įxcept Marcus loves him back. His dancing career is nearing an end anyway. Seeing Marcus and his partner Liam together has become increasingly painful, and Luke needs to leave. As a consequence, Luke has been in love with his very much taken choreographer for five years. But Luke spends every day with Marcus they talk, touch and dance together, they create and perform together. It could have been just an innocent crush.

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Third One by Roe Horvat