An Erotic Romance
Recent college graduate, Ethan Moore, flies to San Francisco for a job interview with an advertising firm. That evening, he goes to a gay club where meets a gorgeous man who seduces him, but then leaves his hotel room in the morning with only a note. A few weeks later, Ethan begins his new job and discovers that the man he slept with is his new boss, Chance Harlow. He's fallen for the playboy, but wants to keep their relationship strictly professional. He’s failing miserably as Ethan keeps succumbing to Chance’s seductive advances.
Ethan is selected to accompany Chance to Bali for a huge account and will be spending ten days at a luxurious resort with the man he's fallen in love with. Chance has made his intentions known, and he won't pressure him, but if Ethan doesn't want him, there are plenty of men who will. Ethan struggles with this until one evening they are in the hot tub with two hot swingers who want to play. Ethan flees to his room to get drunk after watching Chance make out with one of the men. Will Ethan finally give in to the playboy, or did his actions finally lose him the man he loves.
Exclusive excerpt from "Taking A Chance"
With just two days before Chance and Ethan were leaving for Bali, Ethan was still holding to his 'no-sex' rule. Chance was in a perpetual bad mood and Brad was acting like the new Diva in charge. But Ethan was certain he’d made the right decision and was proud of himself for sticking to his guns, even though it was frustrating.
After another long day at the office, Ethan went home to pack, thinking about Chance, the plane trip, Chance, and how he was going to resist Chance. He was deep in his thoughts when the doorbell rang. Ethan stumbled through his living room, tripped over the clothes he had strewn over the room, and practically fell on top of Chance when he opened the door.
"Well, hello to you too, baby." Chance held onto Ethan so he wouldn't topple over.
"Oh, hey Chance, what are you doing here?" Ethan was genuinely happy to see him.
"I wanted to apologize for the way I've been behaving at work."
"It's alright. Everyone understands how important this trip is."
"It's not just the trip. I've been without…" Chance didn’t finish his thought, looking down at his feet.
"Is that why you're here, Chance?" Ethan folded his arms and glared at the other man.
"God Ethan—no—of course not," he stammered, obviously flustered by his comment. "May I come in?"
"Sure," Ethan said. Seeing sincerity in the other man, he allowed Chance entrance into his apartment. Ethan walked into the living room with Chance following him. "Can I get you something to drink?"
"Yeah, thanks." Chance sat down on the sofa, looking around at Ethan's living room. There was nothing more than a couch, a coffee table, and television. "You need more furniture, Ethan." Chance had been there twice but had only seen the hallway, kitchen, and Ethan's bedroom. Obviously, he hadn’t noticed how little furniture Ethan had.
"Well, I just moved here and I have this slave driver of a boss, so no time for decorating." Ethan snickered as he walked back with two glasses of wine and handed one to Chance.
"Thank you." Chance took the glass and patted the seat next to him for Ethan to sit down. "Ethan, if you didn't work for me, would you date me?"
"You want to date me?"
"I asked you first," Chance challenged, taking a sip.
"I thought you didn't date."
"I never said that." Chance looked over at Ethan.
Ethan knew Chance used to date. Brad had told him as much, and he met his ex, Blaine. And then there was Kevin,the lunch hookup. Man, Chance's personal life was fucked up. He couldn't judge him though. He wanted to understand him. Neither man spoke, as each was deep in his own thoughts. Chance finished his drink and suddenly stood up.
"Are you leaving?" Ethan stood up too.
"Do you want me to stay?" Ethan noticed the glimmer in Chance’s eye when he asked.
"Chance, I can't."
Chance put his hand up. "It's Okay, Ethan. I'll see you tomorrow. I just wanted to apologize for the tension at work." Chance leaned over and kissed Ethan on the cheek. "Good night, babe… uhm, I mean, Ethan."
Chance walked to the door and opened it while Ethan stood still and put his hand up to his cheek. "Good night, Chance. See you in the morning."
Then he was gone. God, that man's frustrating, Ethan thought as he finished off the rest of the wine before heading up to bed. He could still feel Chance's lips on his cheek and it made him horny. He took off all of his clothes and got into bed, pissed he didn't ask Chance to stay.
About Emjay Haze
Emjay Haze is a pen name for wife, mother and avid fan-fiction reader and writer of gay romance. She resides in Northern Virginia with her husband, two teenagers, a dog, cat, hamster, gecko, and several fish. She always loved writing, and fell in love with the genre seven years ago. After a brief yet bad publishing experience, she decided to go back to school and pursue a Bachelor’s Degree in Creative Writing from SNHU where she graduated April, 2015 with a new desire to make her dreams of becoming a published author come true.
Her interests include music and pop culture and she is an advocate for the LGBT community. Her stories delve into all types of romantic relationships, with a focus on first times and new encounters in a light-hearted style to show that everyone deserves love no matter whom they are or who they love. Her goal is to gain a diverse readership and broaden the minds of those who might not normally pick up a ‘gay’ romance because it’s more about the person than the sexuality.
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