Although he's nervous on his wedding day, Pat is taking all the stresses and mishaps in stride until his mother announces that Nicky -- his first boyfriend -- is at the door. Unexpectedly.<br><br>While his mum and sisters fuss around with family crises and preparations, Pat lets his mind wander, remembering how he met Nicky, their growing friendship, and the closeness and love that led to so much more. The fun and sexy passion they shared ... and the painful fights.<br><br>But why is Nicky here, at the house? And why is Pat so worried about it? As he goes downstairs to face Nicky, his family waits with bated breath to find out whether there's another disaster looming ... or whether Pat and Nicky's story is something far more romantic.

The Right Choice

“I want this to happen, Patrick. Us, together. It’s so good. I want it for the long term.”


“Nicky, don’t rush me.” I tried not to show anything in my face, but I could see disappointment flicker in his eyes.


“Nothing.” I wriggled up to sitting. “It’s marvellous. I’d really like it. I said so, right?”


He bit his lip. His face looked flushed and not just from us fucking. “I never met anyone I wanted to have around all the time. Not until you. That day I met you, I knew….” He flushed again, the colour even deeper.


My throat felt suddenly dry. “Look, we’ll talk about it later. I have to go now. Mum’s having the neighbours to supper, and I said I’d be there.”


“Sure. Which neighbour is that?” He was watching me closely, his expression twisting as if his feelings jarred with his calm words.


I shrugged. I started looking for my clothes to get dressed again. “Oh, the old crowd. Lissa’s family. Friends since I was a kid, you know.”


Chapter 11