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- Herausgeber: WS
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Sprache: Englisch
Mercer
When my high school crush, Gawain, walks into Fifties diner on that February evening, ten years after walking out of my life, I’m stunned. He's still hot, and I still can't resist him. We share a meal that leads to a whole lot more. But when he reveals the truth he hid ten years ago, I have to face the decision of sending him away forever or living with the hurt he’s caused.
Thought You Were the One is a 6k gay romance short story about second chances, high school crushes, and the power of redemption. The story originally appeared in Secret Identities: A Boys Behaving Badly Anthology
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025
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Thought You Were the One
A Mission City gay romance short story
Gabbi Grey
Mercer
When my high school crush, Gawain, walks into Fifties diner on February evening, ten years after walking out of my life, I’m stunned. He's still hot, and I still can't resist him. We share a meal that leads to a whole lot more. But when he reveals the truth he hid ten years ago, I have to face the decision of sending him away forever or living with the hurt he’s caused.
Thought You Were the One is a 6k gay romance short story about second chances, high school crushes, and the power of redemption.
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Edits by ELF
Cover by Jo Clement
Dedication
Delilah Devlin
Contents
Mercer
The day Gawain Piazzi waltzed back into my life, things definitely looked up.
My high school crush stepped into Fifties Diner just as I was leaving. I halted, nearly knocking Sarabeth off her feet.
Gawain smiled as he caught my stare. “Going somewhere?”
“I was about to go home.”
Sarabeth scooted around me and headed into the main dining area. “Careful, Mercer.”
Whether she was warning me about standing in the middle of the diner, gaping like a landed fish, or she was warning me to protect my vulnerable heart, I couldn’t be certain.
Gawain sized me up—his gaze raking up and down my body.
I did my best not to harden under the scrutiny. I wasn’t a fifteen-year-old boy anymore. I was twenty-eight. A man. The man in my house.
Which left an ache in my chest. I would’ve done anything to have my parents back, but life hadn’t worked out like that. They were gone. I ran the business and supported my three younger siblings.
Life moved on.
Except at this moment, when I wanted to rewind to high school graduation. I’d come within a breath of telling Gawain how I felt about him. Then his twin brother had tackled him, and the moment had been lost forever. Both men had fallen entirely off my radar as neither had, to the best of my knowledge, returned to Mission City. Apparently, our little corner of southwest British Columbia didn’t merit a visit. Either that, or I’d been so wrapped up in my grief that no one else had mattered.
Well, Andie, Korden, and Deanna mattered. All three of my siblings had managed to graduate high school. Korden had even finished college and was working as a medical assistant in a lab in nearby Vancouver. Andie and Deanna were still toiling away, racking up huge tuition bills as they went. But one was on track to be a vet, and one was going to be a pilot. So, money well spent.
