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    The Lonely Drop
    The Lonely Drop
    The Lonely Drop

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    The Lonely Drop

    By Vanessa North

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    • Friendship

    • Self-Discovery

    • Trust

    • Family

    • Love & Relationships

    • Friends to Lovers

    • Unrequited Love

    • Second Chance Romance

    • Small Town Romance

    • Coming Out

    • Forbidden Love

    • Opposites Attract

    • Slow Burn Romance

    • Second Chances

    • Workplace Romance

    • Relationships

    • Personal Growth

    • Intimacy

    • Vulnerability

    • Communication

    About this ebook

    Ten years ago, best friends and soccer buddies Nick Hana and Kevin Dorsey were inseparable—until Kevin put the moves on virginal Nick on the eve of their college graduation. Not wanting to be just another notch in Kevin’s bedpost, Nick turned him down and “lost” his new phone number.

    A chance reunion brings the two together again, and the attraction and caring are as strong as ever. Cocky, gorgeous Kevin makes it clear he still wants Nick, but Nick needs more than he thinks Kevin can give. A slow dance and a snow storm give them a chance to clear up the misunderstandings of their past, but can one night of passion bridge ten years of silence?

    Editor's Note

    Delicately Emotional...

    When one best friend puts the moves on another, the results can be wonderful or disastrous; in this book, it’s the latter. Best friends Nick and Kevin have been estranged for 10 years. But when they run into each other again, both are more certain about who they are — and who they want. North’s delicately emotional prose reveals all the fraught uncertainty that 10 years plus a one-night stand can bring.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBryant Street Publishing
    Release dateSep 7, 2021
    ISBN9781094427492
    Author

    Vanessa North

    Vanessa North is a romance novelist, a short fiction geek, and a knitter of strange and wonderful things. Her works have been shortlisted for both the Lambda Literary Award and the RITA© Award, and have garnered praise from The New York Times, The Washington Post, and Publisher’s Weekly. She lives in Northwest Georgia with her family: a Viking, twin teenagers, and a very, very large dog.

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      The Lonely Drop - Vanessa North

      Prologue

      May 2003

      Campus was deserted.

      All the underclassmen had gone home for the summer, leaving only the few seniors who lived on campus. Mom wouldn’t be coming in until the next day for graduation, and I’d finished my final work study shift at the library.

      Finished.

      Tomorrow, I’d be a college graduate. I felt a pang of nostalgia as I walked toward the dorm where my friend Kevin lived. There was something particularly collegiate-looking about this part of campus, and every time I’d walked through here, I’d felt it like an epiphany. I’m in college. Today I felt it like a punch. This was the last time I’d walk over to Kevin’s dorm.

      Kevin. He was going to grad school in New York— so he could work part time for his dad and learn the business. We’d talked a bit about me going too, living together in the city. I’d been accepted at Columbia, but I couldn’t afford it, so I was staying in Massachusetts to get my MBA. I was going to miss him something fierce.

      I trudged up the steps to his room on the third floor, finding the door wide open and Kevin sprawled on his couch, staring at the boxes stacked by the door. I knocked and he looked up.

      For a moment, he looked like a runaway puppy that just discovered he’d lost his owner. Then he smiled and all was right in my world. I missed him already. He was right in front of me, smile shining like a lighthouse, and I missed him already.

      Dad got me a new cellphone for graduation. He stood up and thrust a piece of paper into my hand. There’s the number. Don’t you dare lose it, okay?

      The vehemence in his voice startled me. I won’t. I shoved the paper into my pocket and kicked the door closed behind me. Wanna order a pizza? One last time?

      He laughed, then shook his head. I can’t believe it. It seems like yesterday— I mean, we really made it.

      Yeah we did. I grinned at him as he flopped down on the sofa. I moved across the room to the beds. The top bunk had been stripped down, but Kev’s bed still had navy blue sheets on it. I sat down, kicking off my shoes. So, that’s a no on the pizza?

      I ate my last three packs of Top Ramen for lunch so I’m not hungry yet, but maybe later. Sorry I already packed up the TV, or we could play video games.

      I shrugged. S’okay. Want to go out?

      He shook his head. Why am I sad, Nick? He looked up at me. We’re graduating and I’m supposed to be so happy, but mostly I just feel empty inside.

      Ah, shit. I held out my arms, and he moved into them. Some of the other guys on the team would be assholes about it if they saw us hugging like this, call us faggots or whatever. We were both out to the team, but it didn’t make the teasing any easier to take. As of tomorrow, we weren’t on the team anymore, and if I wanted to hug my best friend then I would, and they could all be damned.

      Playing soccer in college would have been hell without him. The day I came out to the team, he stood up and told them he was gay too. And from that day on, we were tighter than brothers. He had my back; I had his.

      Are you worried about moving back to New York? I asked, squeezing him a little tighter before letting him go.

      He stretched out on the bed in front of me and shrugged. It would be easier if I weren’t moving in with my folks.

      Yeah. I met his parents freshman year, and still felt like I’d walked into a freezer every time I thought of them.

      He rolled onto his side and tugged me down with him. I’m going to miss you, you know? But maybe I can come out and see you sometimes.

      I nodded, afraid to meet his eyes, afraid he’d see my feelings for him and laugh at my crush. Definitely.

      Hey, Nick. Will you look at me?

      I let my eyes travel up the front of his T-shirt to rest on his face. My face flushed with embarrassment, and I started to look away, but stopped when he cupped my chin in his hand.

      What are—?

      When his lips touched mine, my brain switched off. He nudged at my mouth, gently plucking my lips between his own. He drew back a little. Is that okay?

      Was it? I didn’t know. I didn’t care. And I couldn’t talk. I leaned in and kissed him. He groaned into my mouth and pulled me roughly against his chest. It made me feel weak and flushed at once. It was so different from how he’d touched me before— and he was an affectionate guy, he hugged me often. But this embrace was… carnal.

      I shoved closer to him, pressed our bodies as tightly together as I could, letting my hands travel over every bit of him I could reach. He seemed to melt against me, his body going soft and responsive— well, except for the one part of him that wasn’t soft at all. He nipped at my lips with his teeth, and I ground my dick against his.

      I pulled away enough to break the kiss, then dove into the warm, slightly damp skin between his neck and shoulder. This was crazy. I knew he didn’t love me. He didn’t have boyfriends, he had hookups. But with his hands on my skin and in my hair, and holy fuck, down my pants, it was hard to remember why that mattered.

      What do you like? he murmured into my ear, his breath tickling. My whole body felt hot, and I realized that the expression turned on meant so much more than just being horny. Horny was impersonal. Horny could be solved with my hand. This was anything but. This intense chemistry was Kevin and years of friendship and desire and being there for each other— it was like being lit up from the inside out because it was us.

      What do you mean? I licked at the salty skin of his throat, reveling in it.

      I mean, what do you like? He pulled back a little to look in my eyes, and I pulled him into another kiss. He ground against me, hard, then pulled away again. Come on, Nick, I’m not gonna get all judgy. I’m verse, I’ll do whatever, but you know— I want to make you happy. His grin was sweet and a little shy.

      I blushed, this time not from arousal, but embarrassment. I’ve never…

      His eyes grew wide. You’re a… wait. No, that guy at the club that time— you guys were…

      He trailed off and stared at me. You’re a virgin?

      Fuck. I untangled myself from his arms and legs, wondering how the hell we got so intertwined so quickly. Yeah.

      He pressed further. "You mean, anal right? You’ve done

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