Dreaming of Brandon Archer by D.J. Manly

Author:D.J. Manly [Manly, D.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Sexy, gay, Paranormal, Erotica, christmas, romantica, extasy, extasy books, Sex, Sex Books, Sexuality, Sexual, male sex, Manly, alternate lifestyles, holidays, D.J.Manly
Published: 2011-03-08T00:20:20.712000+00:00

“Fine. A little sore, but okay. How’s Ronnie?”

“Good.”

“I’ll be in tomorrow. I’ve got that article to finish up on the different types of haunting for

‘Unreal Magazine.’ ”

“Okay. They still owe me for a piece I did last September.”

“They’re slow to pay.”

“See you tomorrow, then.”

“Okay, Jessie.” He didn’t tell her about missing breakfast with Brandon. It broke his heart to even think about it.

He paused to check his mail. A pop up message announced that he had two new messages. One was from Cora. She had another book for him to edit. The other one was from Brandon entitled Re: Sorry. He clicked that one open first, his heart pounding in his chest.

Dear Mr. Jackson. There is no need to apologise about breakfast. Shit happens as they say!! As for the other comments, well…all I can say is that I hope you find the real thing soon. I am happy that I could be of service…let’s hope it’s temporary. Sincerely, Brandon Archer.

He read the letter over a second time, mystified.

What other comment? He scrolled down to where his letter to him was, and read it over.

Dear Mr. Archer. I’m very sorry I didn’t make it to breakfast this morning. I feel very privileged to edit your book, and hopefully we will meet in the near future. I will send you the changes in blocks as I do them. Thanks. Eric Jackson. P.S. I have no boyfriend and am obsessed with you. I think you’re gorgeous, and I masturbate to your books every night.

He stared in horror at those last two sentences.

Oh my God…oh my good God. His stomach

started to make its way up into his throat. He never wrote that. He never… Max!

He was barrelling through the house now, looking everywhere. “Max! Where are you? Where are you?

No answer. Of course not. He wouldn’t dare show his face now. Oh, my God. What was he going to do? Brandon Archer probably thought he was some kind of a weirdo. Even if he was to write back, what could he say? Ah, Mr.

Archer…you see that wasn’t me writing that. That was my ghost…Max…and he likes to play tricks and… Max! “You promised not to mess with this.

You know how important Brandon Archer is to me. Max! ”

He gave up. His throat was sore. He went back to stare at his email message. He had to say something. He clicked reply, and began to type.

Mr. Archer. Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to write those last two lines. I do enjoy your books. I’ve read them all. I have a devilish friend who added that onto my note without my knowledge. I didn’t even see it before it went. I apologise profusely. Please, please I’ll do anything to make amends for that. Name it. With sincerity, Eric. He pressed send before he could change his mind.

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