If you could save someone's life, would you? Anyone's? Ali's older brother has a swastika tattooed on his knuckles, a prison ID number for nearly beating an immigrant to death, and spent his teenage years ruthlessly persecuting Ali for being gay. Blood may be thicker than water, but Ali has spent most of his life desperate to prove he is nothing like Tony. A committed vegetarian, charity-supporter, and blood donor, Ali would do anything for anyone. Ali may share parentage with Tony, but he’s determined not to share anything else if he can help it. So when Tony contracts leukaemia, and Ali is the only match for the urgently-needed bone marrow transplant, Ali is caught between two equally awful choices: to refuse and condemn a man to death, or to donate. And in donating, save the life of the man who nearly murdered Ali's Iraqi boyfriend?

Thicker Than Bone

Ali was in the kitchen when Yazid got home, and he knew he ought to leave Ali alone, and he knew there were enough tensions in the Barraclough family without him coercing Ali into not going to the family dinner tonight, but…


But it had been a long day, and Yazid had been feeling tired and run-down a lot lately, and he kind of missed Ali in a way, even though they were in the same space. And now he’d come home to this just delicious sight, and what was he supposed to do? Ali was standing at the counter, with his shirt off and his hair wet from the shower, boxing up biscuits to take to his mother’s. And how fucking sexy did Ali look with no shirt and wet hair? Very. Fact.


“Hey, babe,” Ali mumbled, distracted. He bent to get something out of the cupboard, and Yazid’s world narrowed on that perfect arse. Ali had the arse of a demi-god. No, a whole god. The arse of Zeus himself looked like a flabby sack of pockmarked crap compared to Ali’s arse.


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