Some people are worth coming out for, no matter the costs…
Judah has hit rock bottom. He’s broke, he’s homeless, and he’s about to outwear his welcome with his friends. His last chance is entering The Right Note TV contest in the hopes of winning. What he doesn’t count on is losing…his heart.
Fellow contestant Denver is sunshine personified, even if his bubbly outside hides the horror he’s survived, and he draws Judah in like a damn magnet. But Judah can’t be out, especially not on national TV. It could cost him everything.
But when trouble follows Denver, Judah has to choose: Denver…or winning. Coming out…or losing the man he loves.
The Time of My Life is a steamy stand-alone MM romance with a sweet HEA. Please note trigger warnings for domestic abuse and rape.
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Publisher: Independently Published
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 18-25
Tropes: Coming Out / Closeted, First Time, Out for You
Word Count: 90000
Languages Available: English
“You can be pretty charming. You had LaVine eating out of your hand within seconds.”
The corners of Judah’s mouth pulled up, and Denver’s heart skipped a beat. “And how did I do that exactly? Be specific on the details so I can nail my interviews, you understand.”
He was flirting. Judah was pretty irresistible even when he was being an ass, but cheeky and flirty like this? Denver’s insides were a fucking mess. Should he call him out on it? And ruin this moment, this incredible experience of having that sexy smile aimed at him? Hell no.
“Well, there was this bowing and hand kissing thing you did,” Denver said.
“Hmm. A bit much for the interview, don’t you think? Any other suggestions?”
“Smile.” It was all Denver could bring out, his brain turned to mush.
“Smile? You think a smile alone will do the trick?”
Denver swallowed thickly. “Well, it’s a pretty nice smile.”READ MORE
Judah nodded, broadened his grin. “Okay, smile. Duly noted. Anything else?”
Denver gave himself a mental shake. “Compliment her. Women apparently like that.”
“A compliment. Something like ‘I love your eyes’?”
On instinct, Denver closed his eyes. “What color are my eyes?”
“What?” He heard the confusion in Judah’s voice.
“You told me you loved my eyes, so I’m testing you to see if you even know what color they are. Women will do that, you know. You have to be specific in your compliments.”
“Oh.” Judah was quiet for a few seconds. “Your eyes remind me of the ocean on a perfect day. I grew up in the city, but I’ve always had a thing for the ocean, for being out on the water. Even the ferry to Staten Island does it for me. Somehow, when I’m on the water, I feel calmer, more at peace and free. That’s what your eyes remind me of, of that feeling.”COLLAPSE