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All Work And No Play [A Dear Lake Michigan Story] [MultiFormat]
eBook by Anah Crow & Dianne Fox
eBook Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Gay Fiction
eBook Description: Joshua has planned every detail of the vacation he's going to take with his partner, Ciro. All Ciro has to do is show up. They're headed for Dear Lake, Michigan, a tiny town built around a modest resort that's been serving up peace and quiet for more than fifty years. Showing up is harder than it seems. The day their vacation begins, a big client finally decides to move ahead with a project Ciro has been trying to get for months. Joshua is livid, angry enough to leave without him, but there's nothing Ciro can do about it. Or is there? Alone in his office before the meeting, Ciro finally sees that he has his priorities mixed up. This meeting is important, but not more important than Joshua. He postpones the meeting, to hell with the consequences, then takes off for Dear Lake to make things right. But when he arrives, the cabin they were meant to share is empty and Joshua is nowhere to be found. Is Ciro too late to fix what he's broken? Genres: Gay / Contemporary / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2010
Fictionwise Release Date: December 2011
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Joshua was almost packed. Two suitcases, a backpack, and Ciro's shaving kit lay on the bed in the guest room. Funny how moving in together hadn't felt nearly as real as packing to go on vacation together. It was just a little lakeside resort a few hours away--Ciro couldn't afford to be away from work for too long--but it was the real thing.
A soft sound caught his attention. Ciro stood in the doorway; the first thing Joshua noticed was that the man had on his damn suit.
"Joshua..." Ciro wasn't looking at him, he was looking at the luggage. "As soon as I'm out of the meeting, Joshua. Really."
No. Oh, no. Just no.
"We're going away for four goddamn days, Ciro." Joshua was pissed off right out of the gate. "A long weekend and one damn Friday. Can't you make it Tuesday?" This wasn't the first time The Meeting had screwed up their plans.
"I didn't pick today." Ciro held out his hands, placating, but that wasn't going to work anymore. "If it was up to me, this would've been done weeks ago. You know that."
"Of all the fucking times they decide not to cancel on you..." Joshua slammed his suitcase shut. "We've been planning this thing for months. Longer than you've been trying to get that contract. Before you knew that damn company existed." Joshua turned to close up the backpack so Ciro couldn't see his face.
"I know." Ciro sighed. "But they finally settled on a date. No more rescheduling. I can't back out now."
It was so hard to wring any time out of Ciro's schedule. Joshua had fallen for the suits and the briefcase and all that, but he'd convinced himself Ciro would eventually put him first. He'd been wrong, and it hurt and he was pissed off at himself for being hurt.
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