Timeslip

By Clare London

Kevin knows his crush on his gorgeous but impossibly aloof boss Marcus isn't going anywhere. So it's a huge shock when Marcus mysteriously appears one night in Kevin's bedroom. Kevin has just enough time to enjoy Marcus' attention and warm familiarity, then Marcus vanishes.

And then it happens again the next night.

And the next.

Meanwhile, back in daylight office hours, Marcus is as cold as ever with no obvious recollection of his night-time visits.

What's really happening? Kevin's emotions run deep, but so does his confusion. He's wary of believing they have a chance together, yet his body and heart respond too joyfully to ignore.

It will take a twist of fate, a break in the routine, and a bizarre time trip to bring them together properly and, hopefully, for real.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: May 16, 2020
• ISBN: 9781646563883

Clare London

Clare took the pen name London from the city where she lives, loves, and writes. A lone, brave female in a frenetic, testosterone-fuelled family home, she juggles her writing with the weekly wash, waiting for the far distant day when she can afford to give up her day job as an accountant. She’s written in many genres and across many settings, with novels and short stories published both online and in print. She says she likes variety in her writing while friends say she’s just fickle, but as long as both theories spawn good fiction, she’s happy. Most of her work features male/male romance and drama with a healthy serving of physical passion, as she enjoys both reading and writing about strong, sympathetic and sexy characters.Clare currently has several novels sulking at that tricky chapter 3 stage and plenty of other projects in mind . . . she just has to find out where she left them in that frenetic, testosterone-fuelled family home.All the details and free fiction are available at her website. Visit her today and say hello!Join up for her newsletter at http://bit.ly/2WpHlyK and receive a free short story!Clare also writes as Stella Shaw and launched her Love at the Haven series of rent boy romances in 2021.Website + blog: http://www.clarelondon.com / stellashawauthor.comFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/clarelondonTwitter: https://twitter.com/clare_londonGoodreads: http://bit.ly/2lNSfC2Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/clarelondonBookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/profile/clare-londonInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/clarelondon11/Quids&Quills: http://www.quidsandquills.com (accountancy for UK authors)

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Timeslip

By Clare London

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Copyright 2020 Clare London

ISBN 9781646563883

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Timeslip

By Clare London

All I can say is, that Sunday wasn’t a dark and stormy night. Far from it.

In fact, the autumn air was cool and dry, and the wind had settled into a gentle breeze through my bedroom window. It was around midnight, and I’d huddled up in bed after a hot shower, reading what the papers had laughingly called a good book, but which was boring me slowly to sleep.

Maybe I should have been out clubbing, visiting friends, going to the movies. Something that twenty-year-old single men like to do, gay or not. After all, I was a sociable guy, right? I joked around at work, I chatted with the girls on reception, I bought cakes on colleagues’ birthdays, I enjoyed the scandals from the latest TV reality shows.

But when I went home to my own place, that was just what it was—mine—and I was happy with that. I liked company and dating, don’t get me wrong. But there wasn’t a hell of a lot of point to it when I hadn’t met anyone I really wanted for a very long time. My recent social life consisted of a few fun parties and a couple of casual relationships. But never anything that lasted.

Did I say I was happy with that? Well, I was, more or less. Enough of the navel-gazing. I yawned and wriggled down in the bed to get even cosier.

And then he was there.

A man, standing at the foot of my bed. Smiling at me.

My heart hammered, and for a second I couldn’t speak past the lump in my throat. I darted a glance at the bedroom door. It was closed. So was the window, apart from the thin opening at the top to let in the fresh air. How the hell had he got into my second-floor flat, let alone my bedroom?

Perhaps I was hallucinating. The cheese on toast I’d had for supper had been pretty pungent. Would pulling the duvet over my head look too weird? Well, no weirder than an uninvited man suddenly invading my personal space. And smiling at me.

Hi, he said. He wasn’t flirtatious, like someone trying to pick me up in a bar. His smile wasn’t predatory. It was…warm