Architect of Love (Fated Soulmates 2) by John Charles

Architect of Love (Fated Soulmates 2) by John Charles

Author:John Charles
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, gay, gay adult romance, gay adult fiction, drama and romance, romance about unrequited love, drama contemporany, drama steamy, drama conflict, drama fiction romance
Publisher: Manifest Vision Publishing


Chapter 11

It had been two weeks since Lance walked out of Forrest's life. He busied himself with work attempting to clear his backlog of projects and trying to keep his mind off the first man that made him feel special. His friends pulled him out to the club on several occasions, knowing that he was in a personal slump, but their efforts didn't help. He sat with them and practically ignored the hot guys attempting to flirt with him.

He wondered why he felt so deflated. His work was fulfilling, his clients loved their restored gems, and his mother continued to insist he work with her at the estate sales, thus giving him more refinishing projects. Yet he felt lost, even empty at times, as if his best friend went off to summer camp without him. He agreed to go to the club Friday night, only to get his friends off his back. "You can't sit home every night," they said when they invaded his apartment. "Come with us and have some fun."

He begrudged their efforts, changed into something a bit more enticing and tagged along. Of the three hot gay clubs in Amity and Monroe, The Hole was most popular. It was bigger, had a better dance floor, several DJ stations, and four bars. The Hole also had three different rooms, giving club goers a choice of music and surroundings. Clearly, the owners had scoped out the other clubs and combined the best features of each into one.

Lance looked around the dance floor and found the regulars shaking their bodies to the heady music coming from the huge speakers. He loved to dance and often joined in, even without a dance partner. He would meander to the floor, start moving his body to the rhythm of the beat, and more often than not; become encircled by others as he took the music into his soul. Tonight, he couldn't feel the beat, didn't want to be out there in the midst of those enjoying themselves, and didn't even want to drink. He felt empty.

One past fling sat next to Lance, put his hand on Lance's thigh and leaned close to his ear. "I can help you forget whoever caused you all this pain. Come home with me and let me show you how to feel alive again." Lance didn't want what was being offered. Dale's persistence wore him down. "You know we'll have fun." They had hooked up on several prior occasions and they did have fun. He agreed.

Before Forrest, Dale was the guy for Lance. He was an electrician who worked with his hands, was a blue-collar worker who appreciated a good beer, danced like his life depended on it, was a great fuck, and enjoyed Lance's company. It had been almost a year since they had been together. At that time, Dale had to handle a family situation that took him out of town for an extended period. When he returned, he had heard about the guy who swept Lance off his feet and politely stayed away from him.



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