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Coming Home
Coming Home
Coming Home
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Coming Home

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Jago returns to his home in the wilds of Cornwall, and is looking forward to catching up with old friends after a term away at university. When he’s reunited with Will—his best mate from sixth-form college and last summer’s fling—Jago’s feelings for him are rekindled and impossible to ignore.

Over the short winter break, Jago can't resist taking whatever Will’s offering. But will the New Year bring new beginnings? Or will Jago be left with more bittersweet memories and a heart that needs to heal again?

NB: This edition has a new cover, but the story content is unchanged.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJay Northcote
Release dateNov 27, 2013
ISBN9781311767233
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Jay Northcote

Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England. He comes from a family of writers, but always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed him by. He spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content.One day, Jay decided to try and write a short story—just to see if he could—and found it rather addictive. He hasn't stopped writing since.Jay writes contemporary romance about men who fall in love with other men. Jay has five books published by Dreamspinner Press, and he also self-publishes under the imprint Jaybird Press.

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    Coming Home - Jay Northcote

    Coming Home

    Coming Home

    Jay Northcote

    Jaybird Press

    Coming Home © 2013 Jay Northcote

    First edition: November 2013


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    This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

    This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or business establishments, events or locales is coincidental.

    The Licensed Art Material is being used for illustrative purposes only.

    All Rights Are Reserved. No part of this may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.


    WARNING

    This book contains material that maybe offensive to some and is intended for a mature, adult audience. It contains graphic language, explicit sexual content and adult situations.

    Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Acknowledgements

    A letter from Jay

    About the Author

    More from Jay Northcote

    One

    Jago’s bedroom looked so much bigger than he remembered.

    He dumped his rucksack on the floor and stood, circling slowly around as he took it in. It was all familiar; nothing had changed while he’d been away, yet it felt so strange being back after three months at Uni. The large space with its sloping, beamed ceiling was so different from the cramped, modern cube of his tiny student room back in Plymouth.

    Jago grinned. It was good to be home.


    When’s Derrick arriving? Jago asked his parents over dinner. Derrick, Jago’s older brother, was in his third year studying medicine in London, but he always made it home for Christmas.

    Not till the twenty-third, his mum replied. He’s got a placement to finish.

    They ate in silence for a little while. The soup, one of his dad’s random organic veg specials, was delicious, thick and slightly spicy. And the crusty homemade bread was better than anything Jago had tasted in what felt like forever.

    Have you got any plans for the week? Catching up with friends? Jago’s mum smiled at him. I thought you’d be keen to see Will. You were inseparable over the summer.

    Jago shrugged noncommittally, lowering his head to avoid his mum’s too-knowing gaze. A strand of wavy, sand-coloured hair fell forward over his face and he tucked it behind his ear. Probably. He reached for more bread, taking a bite so that he had an excuse not to elaborate.

    His mum let the subject drop, and Jago was relieved when his dad started talking about the family business. I need to make a few repairs to some of the older yurts while they’re empty. Get them ready for the busy season. I was hoping you might be able to help out while you’re home?

    Sure. Jago nodded.

    His parents hired out yurts to holidaymakers looking for something a little different from a hotel. The circular-framed, sturdy tents were all the rage with people who wanted to get back to nature, but still expected a little luxury. His family had got into the business at the right time, when glamping—as oppose to camping—was the new trendy way for city folk to spend their holiday time. Jago’s parents

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