From the age of three, Tim Bailey wanted to marry Tom Watkins. Many changes occurred during their formative years, but Tim’s love for Tom remained rock solid. Even when Tom temporarily broke up with him to date girls, Tim never stopped loving Tom. Because his father walking out on his family, Tim doesn’t trust easily. His friend Tom’s bisexuality makes him uneasy. Tom is a popular high school football player who can have anyone he wants, boy or girl. So why would he choose nerdy Tim? The fact Tom won’t come out at school further feeds Tim’s insecurities and suspicions. Tom has always felt the pressure from his dad and his friends to be the typical jock. This means hiding the gay side of his bisexuality and only acknowledging Tim in private. Tom has promised once they’re at college in New York, he and Tim will be able to live openly as a loving gay couple. Tim just needs to be patient. Things come to a dramatic head at an event everyone has been waiting for, their end of year graduation party. Many truths are revealed, old scores are settled, and everyone’s lives are changed. Can Tom keep his promise to always love and protect Tim, or will previous lies and secrets kill off what has been growing between the boys for fifteen years?

What We've Been Waiting For

“Who are you calling a bitch?” Amanda yelled.


“Some skank! You better know yourself if you’re talking to me, little girl!” Charlie yelled back as Tim and Lacy dragged him away.


“Charlie, what’s your problem?” Lacy demanded.


“Can’t you go one day without causing aggravation?” Tim wanted to know.


“Don’t start with me, Tim. You know that manky Amanda is a world class bitch.”


“But I won’t allow her to influence my day.”


“Well I ain’t such a good person, Timmy.”


“Sure you are, Charlie,” Lacy said. “Deep down you know.”


Tim smiled at their friend. Seeing the anger seep from Charlie, Tim was relieved to see another disaster averted, and easily got into the conversation of party outfits for Friday night. Over time, though, Tim grew more silent as his thoughts inevitably returned to Saturday night at the dinner table again.


“Penny for your thoughts?” Lacy said.


“Bitch, I’ll pay a dollar. I know it’s some good shit when he pulls that face,” Charlie said.


Chapter 9