Going Home [Hearth and Home Prequel]
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by Mychael Black
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: When Robbie's father dies and he agrees to leave Baltimore for a backwoods farm in Alabama he's counting on a lot of things. A funeral. Problems with his brother Russ. A lot of time spent in the closet. What he doesn't count on his the new farm hand, Seth. The handsome Texan has him drooling from the moment they meet, and has him well in hand not long after. That kind of comfort is just what he needs as family issues rear their ugly heads, but will it last for them after the first rush wears off?
eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Single Shot, 2006 http://www.torquerepress.com
eBookwise Release Date: October 2006
124 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [46 KB]
Reading time: 29-40 min.
"Yeah, Mama, I'll be there." Cigarette caught in his lips, Robbie cradled the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he shielded the lighter from the breeze coming in through the window. He tossed the disposable Bic on the coffee table and took a slow drag as quietly as possible.
"Robert Sexton! Are you smoking?"
Fuck. Obviously not quietly enough.
Letting out the smoke on a natural exhale, Robbie did the only thing he could at that moment: he lied. "No, of course not, Mama."
"Well, that's good. Burying your daddy in a few days because of those wretched things. Can't have my boys smoking now too."
Robbie groaned quietly. "Yes, Mama. I take it Russ is going to be there."
"Now, Robert. Don't come down here expecting to make a big fuss with your brother. He's doin' good now."
What? Not mooching off of his parents, you mean? That's what Robbie wanted to ask, but he bit his tongue. No need to get Mama all upset. She had enough going on. Robbie stubbed out his cigarette and got up from the couch. If he was going back home, he'd need to get drunk before doing it. Down there, among birth family, no one knew him. Not the real him, anyway.
"I promise," he said. "I won't start anything. But I still don't think it's right for him to lean on you every time he gets into a bind. I'll be there in a couple of days."
"Love you, son."
"Love you, too, Mama." Robbie waited until the line went dead before hanging up. He was so not looking forward to this trip. Trip? Hell, it was more than that and he knew it.