Friday, December 6, 2019

MM romance for #FirstChapterFriday , Snowflake Wine, Who is Jamie Snow?

First Chapter Friday
18+ Erotic gay romance 

Hunky Nathan Bloom works late for the company putting up the town Christmas lights and decorations.
Gorgeous, enigmatic, Jamie Snow works late forecasting the weather from his desk in the meteorology office.
Nathan sighs over the prospect of a holiday season with no one to love.
Jamie wonders if he’ll ever find a man to love who will accept his mysterious origins and talents.
One cold night, as Nathan finishes hoisting the wreath lights up the building where Jamie works, they meet.
The brilliant festive lights aren’t the only things to sparkle as the two men connect on a deep level.

Be delighted by a delicious, contemporary, gay romance with an edge of fantasy this season. Sometimes being different is awesome.

Chapter One

“Come away from the window, Jack.”
Five-year-old Jack ignored his mother. He loved the way his breath and fingertips made ice patterns. He gazed down at the busy street below and blew on the glass again. Swirls of frost flower tendrils leaped there and outside a thin white covering grew along the sidewalk.


Time and distance became Jack’s friend as he stopped loving his strange ability and learned to hide it. His frost duties reduced to a minimum as the miles between him and his people lengthened, and he changed his name. It still maintained the coolness of his inherited family name but the occasional teasing from his peers just about disappeared. Jamie Snow became a meteorologist. The profession suited him.

On some winter mornings, when he’d indulged in his fairy legacy during the night, he experienced a longing to be able to tell someone he was responsible for the glittering hoarfrost and sparkling icicles that shone in a valiant sun on the barren trees. Most of all, Jamie wished for love. His longing gaze traced the handsome faces of men in the commuter crowd as he dashed to work. He dreamed about meeting a kind, loving man that would accept him for the eccentricity of his fairy heritage.

This season I’ll try to find a boyfriend. I can’t go on like this. He’d only experienced two relationships. They hadn’t lasted long. Somehow, he drove both guys away. Jamie Snow really didn’t know how, but he suspected he’d been seen swirling twinkling frost onto the winter dark leaves of the potted box shrubs on his patio. Yes, Christmas is a good time to find someone at parties, bars, seasonal fetes, and … and. His thoughts halted. He didn’t socialize much and he knew it. Still, he promised himself, as his loneliness bit deep, I’ll ask out the first handsome man I see whose attitude even only hints at being gay. Hmm … that might not be wise … I’ll, I’ll be able to see in his eyes that he’s gay, that he wants me … yes…

Jamie stared at his computer screen. The isobar maps came into focus as he stopped daydreaming and concentrated on his work.


Nathan Bloom gulped some of his rapidly cooling coffee as he swiped the screen of his phone with a practiced thumb.

“Will you take care of the office building lights again this season, Nathan?” Tom handed out the jobs for the coming month.

Nathan glanced up from his smartphone. He put down his coffee mug. “I guess so. Will I be covering the night repairs for the main street, too, this time?” He didn’t know why he asked this because he usually scored the repair job, but the faint hope that someone else would take on this part of the job in Christmas week flamed bright.

“Well, that would be great.” Nathan’s boss, Tom, tried a smile.

Nathan guessed it was to soften the blow that everyone knew he was the only guy in the company without a family or a relationship. It made him a target for working anti-social hours on most holidays. Nathan didn’t want to fight about it. If he was honest, and not fooling himself that he’d get out and meet a gorgeous loving guy, on some nights repairing a light or two in the huge festive displays was the only outing he’d taken. “Sure. It’s okay.” He gave Tom a quick smile.

Relief entered Tom’s eyes. “Thanks. You’ll be paid.”

Nathan looked back at his smartphone screen, even though there were no messages. It was a given he’d have a little extra in his salary for the holiday work. What really bit at Nathan was the fact that yet again, he had no loved one who’d cuddle up with him for Christmas. His one remaining close friend from college was off on a tropical vacation to escape the cold. Something Nathan couldn’t afford after buying an apartment the year before. Nathan’s dad had long since cut ties with him. It was the usual scenario for holidays.
Nathan picked up his tool belt from where he’d stowed it under his seat, stood, and strapped it on.

Yvonne from accounts watched him again. Nathan gave a sidelong glance in her direction. Her hopeful gaze raked him from head to waist and on down his thighs. Nathan looked away quickly. He wished he could tell her there was no way she’d fulfil her hope. He loved guys. Always had, always would.

Nathan longed for the comfort of strong masculine arms around him. He went to sleep at night reliving the one kiss he’d shared with a hunk in the last six months. Somehow he’d become isolated from a gay crowd. Most of the guys he’d known in college split for other cities. Nathan stayed behind. His sick mom needed his company. She’d passed two years ago. Nathan’s dad had snubbed him at her funeral. A gay son wasn’t his idea of—anything.

As he exited the staff lunchroom Nathan decided that this year he’d attend every party, request to get a beer after work no matter how casual, and festive celebration. This holiday season I’ll find a guy to love.

Copyright Elodie Parkes, Encompass Ink
This book is available on Kindle Unlimited