A gay Romance Novella
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A president so deep in the closet his best friend doesn't even know. A chief of staff who has pined for his friend for over 25 years. Can a strong and silent Secret Service Agent finally bring them together?
Kent
He's my best friend, but even after all these years I wish he was my true love, so why am I so attracted to someone else?
Laurence
We've sacrificed so much to make it to this final election night. More than even my best friend knows. Can the President of the United States find happiness after years of denial, or am I too late? Has he found another?
Raymond
I've walked the halls of power with singular focus for years, so why are these two men so distracting to me now?
Editors:
Genres:
Pairings: M-M-M
Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Polyamorous
Protagonist 1 Age: 46-65
Protagonist 2 Age: 46-65
Protagonist 3 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Bodyguard/Guardian Angel, Coming Out / Closeted, Coming Out Later in Life, Famous / Not Famous, First Time, Office / Workplace Romance
Word Count: 37,686
Setting: Washington, DC
Languages Available: English
I should be sleeping, but I am too wired for that. So instead, I'm sitting at a rooftop bar in a mid-level, Midwestern hotel. There’s an energy permeating throughout the building, an excitement, a tension that is so pervasive I don’t think I could get to sleep if I tried.
I picture the nondescript hotel room a few floors below that I share with a colleague and try to imagine myself resting in the bed. I smirk as my thoughts vacillate between me fully clothed in my standard-issue black suit, lying stiffly atop the covers and me completely naked with my ass in the air as some faceless guy pounds me into the mattress. I scoff at the juxtaposition of those two images as I wave to the bartender, then down to my drink, signaling that I would like another.
READ MOREAs a member of the Secret Service and part of the president’s personal protection team, I was right in the thick of the energy buzzing around this place until just a few minutes ago. Well, as in the thick as we agents get, seeing as how our job, our calling, our life’s work, is to fade into the background in order to protect with trust and confidence. In the background I stood, in the executive suite of this very hotel, until a short time ago when my shift ended.
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