Five Fake Dates by DJ Jamison

Author:DJ Jamison [Jamison , DJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-25T18:30:00+00:00

Adam

Bliss Island was like many New England islands, with a rocky shoreline, a forest of evergreens, and a lighthouse on its southernmost tip. It was pretty cool to be stepping onto a private island, though. Outside of the people who lived and worked here, it would just be our friends and family here on this little rock in the ocean.

The weather was perfect. Mom was grinning like a loon, practically floating on air as she teased my father, saying that this was so much better than the little courthouse wedding they’d managed at age twenty-two. Dad’s parents hadn’t approved of his relationship with the daughter of a stripper. Yeah, I know. My grandma was a stripper! Not everybody can say that. Thankfully, I’d only seen Grandma Gemma with her clothes on, but she did have some amazing fashion advice she shared with me after I came out as gay at fifteen. It was pretty awesome to have someone so accepting in the family, because my dad’s mother, Audrey Miller, had found it somewhat distasteful to have one of those in the family. She’d never spewed any hate my way, just wrinkled her nose any time the subject came up. Luckily, Mom and Dad themselves had been supportive as hell. They acted like it was no big deal, and I’d always felt free to be myself. Which is why I felt so awful for West right now. He’d lost his dad at a young age, and now he had some homophobic jerk to deal with—and right as he was coming to terms with a bisexual attraction? It was a lot.

I’d desperately wanted to beg him for some clarity after he’d left this morning. I was pretty sure we were on the same page. The mutual orgasms had helped a lot with my doubts about West’s sexuality. But there were still plenty of questions to ask, like: What now? What does he want from me? What do I want from him? Okay, stupid question. I wanted everything. But what if he didn’t?

But West had enough worries without me pressuring him for answers before he was ready to give them. He’d promised we’d have an amazing final date and really talk about what the heck we were doing, so I was trying to be patient.

A handsome man with thick dark hair and designer stubble met us on the pier, introducing himself as Caleb Taylor, owner of the resort. He shook my father’s hand and embraced my mother as if they were old friends before escorting us to the mansion. We’d arrived ahead of the larger party of guests, which would include grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins, as well as some of my parents’ co-workers. The sun was just setting, and the view over the ocean was spectacular. It hung over the horizon, dipping lower and lower, sending ripples of light across the dark blue water.

We stopped at a gazebo, with the ocean in the background, to take some photos. The resort had a photographer on staff who was super sexy, with sandy colored hair and a wicked smile.

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