Title: Watch Me Fall
Author: Riley Parks
Series: Start Something #1
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing
Release Date: March 27th 2018
Genre: Contemporary MM Romance
Having it all is hard work, and Elijah Tucker has no problem 24/7-ing to keep himself on top. But life has a sense of humor and a big-ass mirror that reminds Eli where he came from, and shows him what he’s really made of when he meets Gideon Valsecchi.
Gideon Valsecchi has one life goal – get out of the shithole where he lives on the South Side of Chicago. To say life has been unkind is a joke he can’t even laugh at; to say he’s going to have to claw his way out is a reality that nearly crushes him every day. But...he has a secret weapon, and he’s learning how to hone his skills. Yet, hope is a feeling he won’t indulge in until he gets to know Elijah Tucker, who shows Gideon there is an out, and it can include love.
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Though it was a Monday night, the city was alive with energy. It blew his mind how Chicago could feel like a whole different city depending on the neighborhood. Prior to completing real estate school, when he and his life were still a mess, Eli had thought he wanted to escape it all, leave the Windy City behind indefinitely. Selling apartments on the North Side had made him feel as though he had. While he was only a few miles from where he’d grown up, he felt like he was worlds away, and he couldn’t say he disliked the distance.
It was strange after years of fucking around with men on the North Side, it was a South Side guy who intrigued him the most. Eli was sure there was something to it, some weighty psychological theory as to why. As much as he despised his shrink’s psychobabble, he was sort of interested in getting her take on what drew him to Gideon in particular. Maybe it was no more than a crush, or maybe it was something more profound. Elijah couldn’t remember the last time someone had given him butterflies. Mostly, men gave him heartburn, but not Gideon; he had been different from the start.
“Hey,” he called, his heart dancing when he spotted Gideon. The soccer player was walking on the sidewalk outside the restaurant, smoking a cigarette, looking like he was unimpressed by his surroundings. Elijah couldn’t help but notice Gideon had traded his sport shorts for a pair of jeans, though he was still wearing the Vince hoodie Eli had gifted him. Elijah had wondered if he’d think Gideon looked softer, sweeter, or more virginal after the revelation. He didn’t. Gideon looked hard, irritated, and sexy as fuck.
“I fucking hate the North Side,” Gideon complained, shaking his head to show his aggravation. “Nobody knows how to fucking walk up here, slow-ass motherfuckers.”
“It’s nice that you were in a rush to come see me.” Eli smirked, looping an arm around Gideon’s waist and leaning in to give him a kiss. Eli was stunned when Gideon jumped back to get away from him and looked around the sidewalk frantically.
“What the fuck?” Gideon scoffed.
“I wanted to taste those lips,” Eli replied, throwing his hands up in surrender. “Figured you’d be fine with a little kiss since there’s nobody around.” He gestured to the quiet corner they were standing on, as if to prove to Gideon he’d overreacted.
“Don’t fucking do that again,” Gideon warned.
“Got it,” Elijah promised.
He tried to remember what it was like being in the closet. He’d come out to his family when he was fourteen, and for the most part, none of them had given a shit about him being gay. After they’d found out, it didn’t bother Eli when other people did too. Of course he’d had to deal with some assholes who liked to beat him up, but everyone in the neighborhood got beat up for something; if it wasn’t the fact that he liked dick, it would have been the color of his skin, or a hobby. It was what it was, and was the way of the ‘hood. Since it was clear Gideon barely accepted his sexuality, it wasn’t a stretch to think that his family didn’t know he was gay. Elijah’s interest was going to force Gideon to summon an obscene amount of patience, not only in the bedroom, but outside it as well. It was difficult for Elijah to consider sneaking around, especially at his age, when he’d been out and proud for half his life. It felt strange to think of tiptoeing back into the closet he’d been so relieved to bust out of.
About the Author
Riley has always loved to write, believing that life has the possibility to be its most beautiful when it’s portrayed on the pages of a book. Feeling the need to create and liberate in the midst of the political landscape, Riley writes novels that focus on LGBTQ protagonists, wanting to honor a community that deserves better representation depicting lives, loves and triumphs in all facets of fiction.
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