Heart of Glass

by L J Harris

Heart of Glass - L.J. Harris
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Pages: 55

Days after arriving in Australia for a working holiday, Zack Doherty is blindsided by the connection he instantly feels to Heath Connors, but circumstances don’t work in their favour. Zack is uncharacteristically forward in pushing Heath to accept a date when fate gives him a second opportunity.

Heath has only recently had the courage to admit his true self, walking away from his marriage and a good job when he could no longer lie to himself. The attraction he feels for a stranger that fleetingly crossed his path confirms he made the right choice. Will Zack be the one to mend Heath’s heart of glass?

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I headed for the bathroom, smiling at the thought of the man who had captivated my interest. But once I opened the door, the most beautiful voice I’d ever heard echoing through the room, my head snapped toward the sweet, melodic sound. There, standing at the sink, humming to himself as he washed his hands, was the man who’d been on my mind non-stop for the past twenty-four hours. Dressed in a white T-shirt and worn, pale blue jeans which hugged his ass in all the right places, he looked scrumptious. Gaze trailing upward, I noted his sun-kissed hair was thick and long, just as I’d pictured, but this time it was smoothed back into a ponytail. As I drew closer, I noticed he smelled of soap, so fresh and clean, and couldn’t hold back my moan. That was when he glanced up, baby blues widening as he caught my reflection in the mirror.


“Well, hello again.” My voice may have sounded calm, sexy even, but in truth I was jumping out of my skin, heart about ready to burst as he turned to face me.

“Oh. Hi.” He dried his hands and tossed the used paper towel into the trash, then scratched his chin and stared all over the place. His obvious shyness was so damn cute, but as he pushed past me and headed for the door, I began to panic. I didn’t want him to go, but it was clear I was making him uncomfortable.

Before my head could catch up with my body’s actions, I’d grabbed him by the arm and whirled him around, then used my free hand to slam the door shut.

“Wh-what are you doing?” His tone was surprised rather than angry, and I hoped that was a good sign.

“Don’t go.”


About the Author

L. J. HARRIS is a mother, wife, an introvert and author. Her family is her life, her soul, and the very reason she gets out of bed every day. Coming a close second is her writing.

She discovered a passion for putting pen to paper in her later years, jotting down poems in birthday cards for family members.

It was then a spark was lit, and ever since, she's been unable to switch off the urge to share her stories.

L.J. Harris discovered that as much as experiencing pain, loss and betrayal can be devastating, capturing the feelings of anguish and loss that some of her characters have had to endure without firsthand knowledge would have proved difficult.

L.J. has been previously published and has shared several online stories and looks forward to continuing to share her work.