Author: Karen Stivali
Length: 33.000 words / 140 pages (novella)
Genre: New Adult, contemporary romance, gay romance, M/M
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
SynopsisOutside Collin Fitzpatrick’s dorm room is a dangerous place. Beyond his door the students of his small, conservative college think he’s straight, as does his Catholic family who’d disown him if they learned the truth. Inside, he’s safe with his incredibly sexy roommate Tanner D’Amico. Their room makes a perfect place to hide away and fall in love. The moment they cross the line from roommates to lovers, Collin becomes caught between their heavenly passionate encounters and the hellish reality that someone might find out and destroy everything. Tanner’s not used to being so confined, and wants to show the world how much he loves Collin. But Collin’s not sure he’s ready for the impact stepping outside will make.
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About the authorKaren Stivali is a prolific writer, compulsive baker and chocoholic with a penchant for books, movies, and fictional British men. She’s also the multiple award-winning author of contemporary and erotic romances. Her lifelong fascination with people has led her to careers ranging from hand-drawn animator, to party planner, to marriage and family counselor, but writing has always been her passion. Karen enjoys nothing more than following her characters on their journey toward love. Whether the couples are m/f or m/m, it’s guaranteed that Karen’s novels are filled with food, friendship, love, and smoking hot sex—all the best things in life.
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I didn’t know how to phrase what I wanted to ask.
“You’ve, like, been with guys?”
Tanner nodded. “Yes.”
The thought turned me on and made me jealous in equal measure, but I couldn’t even tell what I was jealous about—the fact that he’d done this before or the fact that it had been with someone other than me.
“No. No one at school. Last summer, when I worked at that restaurant on Fire Island, there was another waiter. He was a few years older than me, and I guess he saw what I’d been afraid to admit. We were closing one night, and no one else was there. One minute we were covering the salad dressings in the walk-in, and the next he was kissing me with my dick in his hand.”
The feeling returned. A pang, deep in my stomach, twisting and burning. What he was describing wasn’t much different from what I’d pictured when Tanner mentioned getting a job with me at Gino’s. Only this was him and some other dude. An older guy, who probably had way more experience.
“Obviously you liked it.”
“Yeah. And it scared the crap out of me. So I get it, you know? If you’re not sure, or you’re over there losing your shit about this, I understand.”
“Who was the second guy?”
Tanner planted his hand in his hair and scratched the back of his head. I wanted to feel his hair under my fingers again. “I went back to my mom’s place in the city, for a week between when the summer job ended and I was due to move in here. There was this guy in her building. Our age. He was home for break too, and we hooked up one night.”
Hooked up? What does that even mean? I felt like an idiot not knowing. My blood was back to whooshing in my ears so fast I couldn’t concentrate. I had questions. So many questions they all jumbled together.
“How come you never said anything?”
“Like I said, I thought you were straight.”
“You still could have told me.”
“You could have told me too.”
Touché. My fingers ran along the edge of my pillowcase, playing with the trim as I screwed up the courage to say what was playing on an endless loop in my brain.