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Waiting For You
Waiting For You
Waiting For You
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Waiting For You

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Mike Davenport was seventeen when he ran away from his home in London. He took the first coach available and ended up on the streets of Manchester as a rent boy. Maybe once he could have gone home, but after losing his best friend, Simon Marchwell, when he professed his love and suffering an assault at the hands of the first man he “dated,” Mike doubts returning to his parents will end any happier than the rest.

Christmas is nearly here, and Mike is freezing his arse off near the bus station, when a battered Ford Fiesta crawls past, not once, but three times. Mike thinks his luck is in, but when the window rolls down and he comes face to face with Simon, Mike's world changes again.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJun 1, 2014
ISBN9781632160911
Waiting For You
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K.C. Wells

K.C. Wells lives on an island off the south coast of the UK, surrounded by natural beauty. She writes about men who love men, and can’t even contemplate a life that doesn’t include writing. The rainbow rose tattoo on her back with the words 'Love is Love' and 'Love Wins' is her way of hoisting a flag. She plans to be writing about men in love - be it sweet and slow, hot or kinky - for a long while to come. If you want to follow her exploits, you can sign up for her monthly newsletter: http://eepurl.com/cNKHlT You can stalk – er, find – her in the following places: Email: k.c.wells@btinternet.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/KCWellsWorld KC’s men In Love (my readers group): http://bit.ly/2hXL6wJ Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/K-C-Wells/e/B00AECQ1LQ Twitter: @K_C_Wells Website: www.kcwellswrites.com Instagram: www.instagram.com/k.c.wells BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/k-c-wells

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    Second chances are rare, and sometimes they are hard to accept as well. In this story Mike gets to revisit some of the decisions he has made, but he isn't eager to accept the opportunity to fix things. Shame is what stopped him going back to his parents six years ago, and it is still with him now. He will need to learn to accept himself and what he has done before he can move on.

    Simon is the boy who was Mike's best friend, the first boy Mike fell in love with, and the first boy to reject him. Simon also has some major regrets, but they didn't destroy his chances to get an education. Amazingly, Simon has decided to wait for Mike (as the title says), but what he doesn't know is whether Mike will be able to forgive himself.

    Full of emotion, confessions, and a ton of hope, this is a heartwarming story about second chances and the human capacity for selfless love.


    NOTE: This book was provided by Dreamspinner Press for the purpose of a review.

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Waiting For You - K.C. Wells

Waiting for You

THE BITTER wind came whistling around the corner of Chorlton Street, making Mike Davenport shiver. It seemed to get into his clothes, not that his faded denim jacket afforded much resistance against the inclement weather. The wind’s prying fingers found every hole in his jeans, too.

December’s fucking cold this year.

Mike stomped his feet and hugged his arms around his middle, but it made little difference. His gaze was trained on the bus station, looking for any likely customers, not that he had much hope anymore. Not so much as a nibble all day. Mind you, he wasn’t surprised. He didn’t exactly look the picture of health—he just looked friggin’ cold.

And who wants to fuck a snowman, eh?

The light had already faded. Six o’clock and the streets were starting to fill with people as businesses and shops in Manchester city center closed for the night. Commuters made their way home, probably to a hot meal, a warm house, family….

That last thought, as always, made Mike’s throat tighten.

I wonder what they’re all doing tonight.

Then he’d shake himself, as if to shrug off the thought like a coat.

Ironic—he could so do with a decent coat right now. Not to mention his family.

Yeah, well, you can forget that one. London is a hell of a long way from Manchester, and besides, they don’t have a clue where you are, remember?

And thinking like that will not get you fucked tonight. No fuckno cash. So work that body if you want to eat.

The wind picked up and Mike’s shivers intensified. Christmas was just over a week away, and the newspapers displayed in front of his local newsagents were already predicting a white Christmas and plummeting temperatures.

Great. That’s all I friggin’ need.

Mike looked along the street at the people walking his way. It was looking less likely that there was a punter among them. Somehow he didn’t think the two nuns and the mum pushing her toddler would be in the market for a rent boy. Dinner was also looking less likely.

Won’t be the first time I’ve gone without a meal.

Mike knew he didn’t have things as black as he was painting them. He had a roof over his head, it was a safe place, and if push came to shove, Tony wouldn’t let him go hungry. Nor would the others.

A Ford Fiesta that had seen better days came along the street, slowing down as it neared Mike. It was too dark to see the driver. Mike straightened. A guy with a car? Wouldn’t be the first time he’d done the business in a car, and anything was better than standing here in the now biting wind.

The car passed him, sped up, and carried on going toward Canal Street.

Aw, fuck.

Mike shivered violently. He’d had enough. Besides, who in their right mind would be out looking for a hole to fuck on a night like this? At least if he went home—or to what amounted to home right now—he’d be warm. And if he really got hungry, he knew he could rely on Seb or maybe Vince for a slice of toast. They knew what it was like, after all.

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