I Feel You

By Alex Berry

Ron’s life isn’t all that bad, well except his housemate is an inconsiderate jerk. The love of his life dumped him six months ago, and if that isn’t bad enough, he’s overweight. Of course, he’s much bigger in his mind than in reality, but that doesn’t stop him from going to extra measures to camouflage the extra pounds. He lusts after fine muscular men he sees around town, never expecting they’d give a plain man like him the time of day.
All Travis wanted was a man who was healthy. After dealing with a dying relative the past few years, the last thing he’d look at was someone slim or bony. He craved a squeezable, pinchable, healthy man with some cushion to handle his large frame. Seeing Ron all starched and pressed released a craven desire to make the polished man fly apart, in his arms.
Ron can’t believe someone like Travis is interested in him, but is more than willing to jumpstart his boring life down a new path. And why is it that once he and Travis start dating, men start coming out of the woodwork? Can two men so different find love?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sitting Bull Publishing
• Release date: Feb 13, 2011
• ISBN: 9780983228745

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I Feel You

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Thanks for reading the first book by Alex Berry. There are two other books in this short series.

I Feel You

Coming to Terms

I’ve Got You

Man of Honor

At His Beck and Call

Chapter One

Florida didn’t have snowstorms, or tornadoes. But when it rained, gray skies released buckets of tears, drenching everything under its jurisdiction. Large drops of rain splattered the sidewalk wetting the cuffs of Ron’s pants as he hurried to reach the Red Crow café in the middle of downtown Jacksonville. Avoiding another puddle, he clipped an older man’s hat with the prong of his bowed umbrella.

Watch it, the man growled glaring in his direction.

Sorry, Ron mumbled intent on his destination a few blocks away. Parking was limited, but the phone call from Luke, his housemate, had sounded urgent. He hoped he could afford the trouble his friend had gotten into this time. Silently, he prayed it wasn’t another jealous temper tantrum between Luke’s current flavors. Luke liked them young and feisty. Unfortunately, his playmates didn’t always think before they charged, usually, at one another. Some days, being plain, boring and predictable had it rewards. Ron hated public confrontations.

Eying the sign broadcasting his destination he sighed in frustration at this untimely interruption in his day. Obviously Luke didn’t care in the least how this detour would affect Ron’s agenda.

Instead of appreciating the fact he was at work, Luke interrupted his weekly staff meeting begging him to meet him immediately at this restaurant. As the manager of a mid-sized collection agency, his hours were flexible, but he couldn’t leave his responsibilities on a whim. Or Luke’s emergencies.

They’d compromised to meet a little later during lunch, a mere thirty minutes later than his housemate originally requested. Ron moved quickly to the doorway and closed his umbrella, splattering drops of rain on his pant cuffs and shoes. Irritated, he shook his feet. He hated appearing unkempt; it drew unnecessary attention.

This had better be important, he murmured before pushing open the door, allowing his eyes to adjust to the low lighting. The place smelled of oregano, and other Italian spices reminding him he hadn’t had pasta in a long time.

He searched the small dining area with tables and chairs dotted in a symmetrical pattern. He spotted Luke sitting at a table in the rear and made his way to him. Strange, Luke didn’t look upset. In fact, he glowed as he laughed at some comment from his table companion. Figured.

You finally made it, Luke said, glancing in his direction as he pulled out a chair for Ron.

Ron nodded, curious.

Hi, I’m Chuck. The smaller man sitting at the table spoke after giving him a quick glance.

What’s up? Ron asked Luke.

Huh? Oh, I wanted to talk to you about something. Luke’s eyes slid from the beaming young man in front of him to Ron.

Ron frowned. You couldn’t ask me over the phone?

Well, I guess I could have. But how would you have taken care of it? Luke asked, watching the young man again.

Taken care of what? Ron asked, exasperated the man spoke in circles instead of spitting it out.

I didn’t have enough money to take care of the bill here. I needed to borrow some money until Friday. I told them you were coming, but Chuck picked up the tab. He nodded at the young man.

Ron gritted his teeth. Why didn’t you call me back since it got taken care of? Luke’s lack of consideration got on his nerves at times.

Both Chuck and Luke looked at him surprised. Why? You had to eat lunch anyway. This way we could eat lunch together. Luke frowned as if he made perfect sense.

It’s raining outside, Luke. I wouldn’t have left my office to come this far in the rain for lunch. You said there was an emergency, he snapped.

There was, I took care of it, Chuck said rolling his eyes at Ron before turning back to Luke.

Ron shook his head and vowed to remove his name from the lease when it came up for renewal the next time no matter how hard Luke begged him to stay. A part of him wanted to warn the Barbie wannabe that despite Luke’s Tom Cruise good looks. He was a dog without a leash.

Standing to leave, he looked around for his umbrella. His eyes connected with a black stud sitting at the table next to theirs. The gorgeous man had dark eyes, walnut colored skin, shoulder length dreads and if his large biceps were any indication, a damn fine muscular body.

Swallowing his rudeness for staring, he smiled hesitantly and nodded a greeting.

The hunk returned his smile and winked.

Ron stared at the straight white teeth and dimpled cheek. His skin tingled as he realized the guy continued to stare at him.

Where are you headed? Luke’s question pulled his attention back to the table.

To work. It took me fifteen minutes to get here and find a parking spot. Glad to know there wasn’t any emergency. Better yet, glad that you have someone else to call when you’re in a bind. He nodded at Chuck, ignoring Luke’s pensive stare.

Yeah, he can call me anytime for anything, Chuck cooed brushing Luke’s hand and ego.