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    Devotedly His
    Devotedly His
    Devotedly His
    Ebook58 pages46 minutes

    Devotedly His

    By Shawn Lane

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    For years, Spencer Lyons has been a devoted best friend to Max Ramirez, helping him through break up after break up. But Spencer has never let Max know his true feelings -- he’s been in love with his best friend for years.

    It doesn’t occur to Max that club-hopping Spencer has deeper feelings for him. When he does learn of Spencer’s love, Max begins to wonder ... should he admit to the love he feels himself and risk losing his best friend if it ends in yet another break up? Or will Spencer always be devotedly his?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJMS Books LLC
    Release dateJan 7, 2017
    ISBN9781634863070
    Devotedly His
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    Shawn Lane

    Shawn Lane is a multi-published author of gay romance. She lives and works in Southern California. She has been published by Loose Id, Amber Quill Press, Evernight Publishing, MLR Press, JMS Books, and Ellora’s Cave. For more information, visit smlgr8.blogspot.com.

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      Devotedly His - Shawn Lane

      Epilogue

      Chapter 1

      October

      Spencer Lyons tried not to let his gaze dart to the clock on the wall as he handed the boutique store package to the woman at his register. He flashed his best customer service smile. Thank you for shopping at Pierre’s. Is there any other way I can assist you today?

      No, that’s it. Thank you.

      He held in his sigh of relief until she had disappeared from view. Finally, he was done for the day. Opening his register, he took out the money drawer and called out to the store’s other employee that day, I’m going to head out after I count my drawer, Denise.

      She waved her hand, not looking away from the television. It was like this every day beginning at two in the afternoon when General Hospital was on. Then she watched Judge Judy and Dr. Phil.

      Spencer quickly counted his drawer, stored the drawer and its contents properly, and left the store.

      Pierre’s was one of those seaside touristy shops, this one attached to a swanky ocean view hotel. It didn’t have plastic snow globes filled with shells and sand or T-shirts with corny sayings, but what the hotel considered more high-end souvenirs. Things like sea life paintings, blown glass figurines, and water color scarves.

      Stepping outside, the soft sea breeze touched his hair and blew his hair away from his face. The sun felt warm against his skin but not too hot. The worst of the year’s heat was over and with it the long days of sunlight, unfortunately.

      As he bicycled the two blocks to his apartment, Spencer smiled, thinking of his plans for the evening. After something to eat and a shower, his friend Sammy was coming to pick him up and they were off to a gay Latin club in Hollywood known as Javier’s. It was Thursday night and Spencer figured he needed some action. Something to take his mind off his ever-increasing dissatisfaction.

      Sure, he kind of liked working at the boutique, but the truth was, he didn’t need to work there or anywhere, really. The Lyons were old school money, a sort of West Coast Kennedys. His parents and siblings didn’t even know why Spencer worked at such a menial job. Spencer had a college degree in Fine Arts, but he wasn’t quite sure what he wanted to do with it. His older brother was the president of a fancy hotel chain the family owned and had often suggested Spencer take an interest in hotel management instead of working in a gift shop.

      He needed to do something different, he guessed. Right now his loneliness was eating away at him, but he strongly suspected that was due more to unrequited love than anything else.

      Spencer was hopelessly in love with his best friend, Max Ramirez. He didn’t bother to deny it anymore, to himself anyway. Too bad Max didn’t…would never…feel the same way.

      A few hours later, Sammy arrived to pick him up for the club. Sammy was similar in appearance to him, slim and well under six foot, but perhaps a little more exotic looking with dark, almond-shaped eyes, which he lined with blue kohl, and dyed black hair. They had once worked together as young college students at an ice cream shop and had bonded over their love of clubbing and hot, Hispanic men.

      Ready? Sammy touched his cheek to Spencer’s. He took in Spencer’s tight black pants that hugged his ass and his red shirt opened at the throat. You look gorgeous. You’ll be eaten alive.

      Spencer laughed. I hope so. Sammy was dressed similarly, but he wore a blue shirt to match the kohl lining his eyes, and a blue glass dangly earring in his left ear. Look at you. Talk about gorgeous.

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