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Author: Andrew Grey
Title: Eyes Only For Me
Published On: Nov 2015
Genres: Contemporary
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Format: eBook, Print

This book may be unsuitable for people under 17 years of age due to its use of sexual content, drug and alcohol use, and/or violence.

For years, Clay Potter’s been friends and workout partners with Ronnie. Though Clay is attracted, he’s never come on to Ronnie because, let’s face it, Ronnie only dates women. When Clay’s father suffers a heart attack, Ronnie, having recently lost his dad, springs into action, driving Clay to the hospital over a hundred miles away. To stay close to Clay’s father, the men share a hotel room near the hospital, but after an emotional day, one thing leads to another, and straight-as-an-arrow Ronnie make a proposal that knocks Clay’s socks off! Just a little something to take the edge off. Clayton responds in a way he’s never considered. After an amazing night together, Clay expects Ronnie to ignore what happened between them and go back to his old life. Ronnie surprises him and seems interested in additional exploration. Though they’re friends, Clay suddenly finds it hard to accept the new Ronnie. Maybe they both have a thing or two to learn.

Ronnie led the way to the elevators and then down to the main floor. The hospital was a maze of departments and halls that went on forever, intersecting with others that also seemed to go as far as the eye could see. We didn’t talk, and as my nerves ramped up, I moved faster and faster. Ronnie kept up with me until sweat broke out on the back of my neck. Then I slowed and stopped, wondering where in the hell I was.

“Let’s head back. We’re on the other side of the hospital,” Ronnie told me. He turned and led me back. “You know, whatever happens, it’s going to be okay. I bellyache sometimes, and I miss my dad, but it will be okay.” Ronnie stopped walking and turned to me. “After the funeral there were times when I wanted to die. I thought about taking my own life more than once.” He blinked a few times, and I yanked him into a hug, cradling his head in my hands. I expected him to pull away, but he held me back. “It was the meds and the OCD going overboard. I know that now, but I felt like I couldn’t go on.”

“But you could. We were all there for you. I was there.”

“You were, and I remember you coming over, watching television with me.”

“You were in bed, and I….”

“You lay next to me for hours. We didn’t talk, just watched television.”

“As I remember it was car racing or something.” I released him and stepped back.

“I knew that day that you loved me,” Ronnie said, and I stiffened. Had I been so transparent? “You’re my good friend, and I love you for that. I found out who my true friends were after my dad died.”

“I know.” I’d seen him cut people out of his circle after that. They just seemed to disappear.

Ronnie began walking again. He didn’t talk, and for that I was grateful. Some time alone with my thoughts was appreciated, but too much would drive me out of my mind. We reached the elevator and took it back up to the ICU floor.