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in Contemporary· Hockey Romance· Low Angst· MM Romance· Opposites Attract· Tuesday Tales· Watkins Glen Gladiators

Tuesday Tales – Finish

It`s time for Tuesday Tales.

 

 

Today we have an excerpt from Taking the Body, Watkins Glen Gladiators #4.

Please do bear in mind that these snippets are unedited so please be kind if you find any mistakes.

This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!

 

 

 

 

 

“Absolutely not,” I repeated for the fourth time.

Gabriel, always the softest of touches, merely sat on the front stoop of his parsonage, looking far too much like a man in love. He and his hockey player were deliriously enamored of each other. DJ and our tabernacle’s man of the cloth were a well-suited and handsome couple. Add in Gabriel’s son and the family was complete. I shook off the poke of envy. Feeling jealousy over a fine man’s newly found love was petty from a man of my refinement. Papa would be stricken to know that his only son was feeling something so base.

“Henri, if you’d just let me finish explaining,” the pastor implored, a hot summer wind blowing through the trees around the home that had come with his new position. It was only eight am and the air was thicker than Madame Lorrie’s beef bourguignon. If only this horrid weather was as enjoyable as my cook’s stew. Sadly, it was not. Even in cool summer trousers and a crisply ironed short-sleeve shirt I was sopping wet already. Something that I detested. How Gabriel managed the heat in that black shirt and high collar I had no clue. Yet he looked cool as a glass of unoaked chardonnay.

 

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  1. Susanne Matthews says

    June 27, 2023 at 11:52 am

    Great scene, and in the heat, there’s nothing like a cool glass of wine. Well done.

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  2. Tricia says

    June 27, 2023 at 5:05 pm

    Oooh. I can feel the heat in the air. I love his internal dialogue about the situation. Great job!

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  3. Flossie Benton Rogers says

    June 27, 2023 at 7:17 pm

    Great snippet! Love the “hot summer wind blowing through the trees.”

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  4. Jean C. Joachim says

    June 27, 2023 at 10:27 pm

    I can feel the heat, too. Love your descriptions and metaphors. And his chastising himself over his jealous twinge. Well done.

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  5. Jillian says

    June 30, 2023 at 6:54 pm

    Love the description of the heat. I live that! LOL!

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  6. Trisha Faye says

    July 3, 2023 at 11:38 pm

    Great scene. I love how you worked the word prompt in. Well done.

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