Waiting for a Prince by Wells K. C

Author:Wells, K. C. [Wells, K. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
Publisher: Island Tales Press
Published: 2013-07-28T06:00:00+00:00

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“I’ve never been here before.” Sam gazed around at the Beach Shack café as they sat in

the sunshine, two cups of coffee in front of them. Mark loved coming down here to the south

coast of the island. The café was nestled at one end of Steephill Cove. The quiet little bay

comprised a collection of cafés and holiday homes. Below the railing of the café, waves crashed onto the green, algae-covered rocks. The bay was a horseshoe of sand, surrounded by a

perimeter of similar rocks over which children and adults alike clambered in search of rock

pools. A structure which resembled a lighthouse stood at the other end of the bay. The holiday home wouldn’t have looked out of place in New England, its white boards and white picket

fence glaringly bright in the morning light.

“I love it down here,” Mark breathed. “I think it’s the sound of the sea that draws me.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, focusing on the music made by the waves as they frothed onto

the rocks below. Footsteps approaching their table had him opening his eyes. It was Richard,

the chief server.

“Two bacon sandwiches,” Richard said with a flourish, placing them on the table.

“Anything else you want, Mark?”

Mark shook his head. “No, that’s all for the moment, thanks, Richard.”

“Then I’ll be back when you’ve finished, with your second cup of coffee.” Richard

grinned at Sam and winked. “Never known Mark to ever stick at one cup of coffee.”

Mark chortled. “You know me far too well.” He indicated Sam with a nod of his head.

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Mark chortled. “You know me far too well.” He indicated Sam with a nod of his head.

“This is my friend Sam. It’s his first visit down here.” Richard dipped his chin in

acknowledgment. “How’s business?”

“Can’t grumble,” Richard said with a smile. “Andy’s pleased, so it can’t be bad.” Andy

was the owner. “Anyway, I’ll leave you to your breakfast.” He flashed them another quick

smile and walked away, straightening chairs and tables as he headed toward the rear of the café.

“How long have you been coming here?” asked Sam. He took a bite out of the sandwich

and moaned. “Oh, that’s good.”

Mark stifled a groan of his own as the sounds Sam made went straight to his dick. It was

no use—as attracted as he was to Sam, it was now clear that nothing was going to happen

between them, so he really needed to organize a trip across the Solent one day soon. “About three years,” Mark replied. “Since Andy took over the place.” He bit into his sandwich,

savoring the crisp bacon. The taste was divine. In no time at all the sandwiches were

demolished.

Mark drained his cup of coffee, knowing that Richard wouldn’t be long in bringing

another one. He glanced across at Sam who was looking out to sea, a contented expression on

his face. Mark could understand that. He knew he wore the same look every time he came here.

“Was that what you wanted to tell me last night?” he prodded gently. “That you were

gay?”

Sam nodded.

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