A slow smile appeared on the hunk’s lips. His eyes held an invitation.
Angel’s stomach lurched. He was so out of practice he didn’t know if this was a gay guy sending signals, or another of his brother’s fans showing sympathy from across the room. Angel tore his gaze away. As much as he’d craved the chance to meet a romantic partner in the last year, he didn’t know what to do right then. When the server turned up with his steak, gratitude flooded Angel. He could hide behind eating his meal.
He studiously cut up his steak and took a bite. The meat melted in a mouthful of flavor. Angel ate a little more and toyed with his salad. Without thinking, he flicked his gaze across the room. The handsome man stared at him. Angel’s heart pounded alarmingly. He looked away.
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He gazed across the leaf-strewn road. The ornamental gates were closed. Bunches of flowers and wreaths lay on the sidewalk. People had already begun to pay their respects and display their sadness. As Angel slumped in his car seat, reliving memories he’d hoped never to, a few people wandered along and left more flowers outside the gate. I had no idea Rory was so loved. He was such a grouch … well, to me, to Samantha…
The late afternoon sky grew dark gray. The occasional splatter of rain, carried on the wind, hit the windscreen. Angel was about to exit his car and brave entering the house, when a man walked up to the gate carrying flowers. Tall and dressed in black jeans, boots, and an obviously expensive knee length black overcoat, he was both strikingly fashionable and suitably somber. He laid the flowers with the other tributes to Rory Starc.
Angel flicked his gaze up and down the figure. From the well-cut thick dark hair to the tips of his toes, the man radiated elegance. He turned and even from across the street, Angel could see how handsome he was. Who is he? Intrigued, Angel watched the man walk away along to the end of the road where he turned the corner, and Angel lost sight of him with a sigh. It wasn’t every day that Angel saw a man he’d like to meet romantically, and it was a sad thing that it was on the day of his brother’s death.
Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing
Music video maker, Angel Starc is about to board a plane to Paris when he receives some sudden sad news. It takes him hurrying back to his childhood home after two years away.
Angel is amazed when that night he meets the only man he’s found romantically attractive in a long time. Gorgeous, caring Matt Loewe wraps him in a blanket of comfort and love that heals Angel’s troubled soul.
Delectable, artist, Matt Loewe, follows his hunches and his heart. He’s been looking for love and Angel ignites an addictive passion in him.
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