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

The heat runs through me, a sudden, molten, tingling flush. I didn’t think it was possible to be more excited at the thought of sex with Nicky than I already am, every damn night. We don’t even have to fuck: I just love the smell of his skin, the press of his legs against mine when we spoon, the snuffle he gives in the mornings when he’s just waking up and I’m accidentally-on-purpose sliding my hand between his thighs on the quest for a wake-up hand job…


Okay. So I love the fucking, too. And the joy of sex with someone you love, who you can relax with, who knows only too well what makes you cry out, or purr, or when you need a cuddle, or just being taken, hard and fast and without words—


“Um. We need to leave soon,” Nicky murmurs in my ear.


He meets my gaze, then glances down at my crotch and back up again.


Jesus. I’m thick, I’m hard, and I’m impatient. But I grin—isn’t that exactly how a groom should be?


Chapter 17