Why I Love Waiters [Why I Love Series]
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by T. A. Chase
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: As a member of a covert army unit, John Davidson isn't scared of many things, yet one look into the dark blue eyes of Heath Kane and John knew a different kind of fear for the first time. John couldn't be gay, at least not out and proud in his unit, even with Don't Ask, Don't Tell being repealed. He'd never been interested enough in any man to risk the fallout.
Heath Kane left home never wanting to return. The army-base town wasn't the best place for a gay kid to grow up, but his grandmother did her darnedest to make it good for him. Now he's paying her back for all her love. She's getting older and needs help with the family restaurant, so he waits tables at the Corner Café while taking online courses to get his degree. Even though the army base provides lots of buff eye candy, he knows it's best to keep his eyes to himself.
Yet neither Heath nor John can deny their attraction, and when John returns from a visit up North, he seems willing to act on their mutual interest. Are John and Heath willing to risk everything to hold each other?
NOTE: This book is part of the Why I Love... series.
Genres: Gay / Contemporary / Romantic Comedy / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: January 2012
22 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [200 KB]
Reading time: 133-186 min.
Heath put in John's order and slipped down the hall to the bathroom. After shutting the door, he leaned against it and took a deep breath. Holy cow! It should be illegal for that man to get any better looking. Heath checked his face in the mirror to make sure he wasn't drooling.
"Ohmigod, he touched me," he practically squealed, but softly, not wanting to alert anyone. He wiggled and danced in a circle for a minute before gathering himself.
Straightening his shirt, he took a deep breath and left the bathroom to see if John's dinner was ready. As he strolled into the kitchen, Mel, his grandmother and the cook eyed him.
"I see that young soldier you've been drooling over has returned."
"Grandma," he protested, glancing over his shoulder toward the dining area, "don't talk too loud. I don't want anyone to hear you."
"Hush, child. No one's going to pay any attention to me." She waved a hand at him. "Where's your guy been?"
"He's not my guy, and he was up north visiting family." He gathered the silverware and reached for the plate of food. "I have to take him his meal before it gets cold."
Mel huffed. "A Yankee, huh? I should've known. You can't ever do anything the easy way, can you, child?"
Heath paused and met her gaze. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Right." She snorted. "I've known you all your life, Heath Kane, and I've seen how you look at that boy like he's an ice cream cone you just want to lick."
Heath's mouth dropped open and his mind went blank. There wasn't a comeback for that statement.