Saving Ernest

By Drew Hunt

Londoner Ernest Porter wasn’t looking for love that Saturday morning. Nor was he looking where he was going.

Fortunately PC Liam McAvoy was looking, and saves Ernest from falling into a hole caused by a missing manhole cover.

The weather is hot, and wanting to thank Liam for saving him, Ernest offers the policeman a glass of ice tea. They talk and Ernest finds himself increasingly drawn to the young constable. But it can’t go anywhere. Liam isn’t gay, there’s a big age difference between them, and Ernest is still hurting from a previous betrayal.

After weeks of internal struggle, Ernest finally confesses all. Liam’s reaction is not what Ernest expects.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Apr 10, 2012
• ISBN: 9781611522846

Drew Hunt

Having read all the decent free fiction on the net Drew could find, he set out to try his hand at writing something himself. Fed up reading about characters who were super-wealthy, impossibly handsome, and incredibly well-endowed, Drew determined to make his characters real and believable.Drew lives a quiet life in the north of England with his cat. Someday he hopes to meet the kind of man he writes about. Readers can contact him at [e-mail].

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Saving Ernest

By Drew Hunt

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Copyright 2012 Drew Hunt

ISBN 9781611522846

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Saving Ernest

by Drew Hunt

For all those who love men in—and out—of police uniforms.

It started out as your typical Saturday. I woke up a little after ten. I liked a lie-in at the weekend, and the heat wave we Londoners had been enjoying meant I hadn’t been able to get to sleep the previous night. I wouldn’t have minded the heat as much if I’d had a man to snuggle up against, but as they say, once bitten twice shy. When I was sufficiently awake to coordinate my hand movements, I reached over and switched on my bedside radio.

The news bulletin covered a long and depressing litany of murders, the goings-on in Westminster, and two well-known figures in the public eye who had finally admitted having an extra-marital affair.

I decided to start my day. First job was to get out of bed and relieve my bladder, brush my teeth and perform all the other morning rituals.

I dressed in a loose-fitting pair of shorts and an oversized white T-shirt—I’d taken heed of the advice of the overly-cheerful weatherman, or to give him his politically correct title, weatherperson.

I knew I’d have to smarten up my attire to meet Laurence for lunch, but that wasn’t until 1:00 P.M.

The milk had gone off, so after making a note on the pad stuck to the fridge door to buy more, I settled for a glass of orange juice and a toasted bagel. That was breakfast. Mother, who was being dried out in yet another over-priced private clinic, would have been horrified at the meagreness of my morning repast.

A quick sift through my post—nothing but junk, a cable