Across Two Divides, by Sol Crafter – Chapter Three

Title: Across Two Divides
Author: Sol Crafter
Genre: mm relationship
Character: Nicholas Underwood/David Jacobson, Christian DeLongeria/Julianna DeLongeria, Frankie Beauregard
Rating: Mature
Read Chapters One and Two HERE

Summary: Nicholas Underwood and Christian DeLongeria are in Seattle on business. While there, they go to a party at Frankie’s house where Nicholas is introduced to David Jacobson for the first time. Events develop. }


 CHAPTER THREE
-NICHOLAS & CHRISTIAN-

“Ugh, why is the sun so bright?” Nicholas covered his face with his hands and tried to burrow back into the bedclothes, but Christian wouldn’t let him. “You are the worst man in the history of all men.”

“Thank you, I’ll take that as the compliment you surely meant it to be.” Christian hauled him out of bed and half-walked, half-dragged him toward the bathroom. It made Nicholas feel like a ragdoll.

“You suck so much,” Nicholas groaned as Christian turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature. There was nothing Nicholas could do but to strip off his pajamas and stumble inside, the spray of water forcing him to truly wake up. And he’d been having such nice dreams too.

“Reality sucks,” he muttered. Continue reading

Across Two Divides, by Sol Crafter – Chapters 1+2

Title: Across Two Divides
Author: Sol Crafter
Genre: mm contemporary romance
Rating: mature

Summary: Nicholas Underwood and Christian DeLongeria are in Seattle on business. While there, they go to a party at Frankie’s house where Nicholas is introduced to David Jacobson for the first time. Events develop.


CHAPTER ONE

Pulling his long coat tight around himself, Nicholas tramped down the snow packed sidewalk. There were quite a few slippery spots, so he was keeping a careful eye out, but mostly he was just enjoying the warm burn of alcohol in his belly and the solid presence of Christian’s arm wrapped around his. He couldn’t help giggling as they passed the bottle of vodka back and forth, the crackle of the brown paper bag striking his fancy.

He glanced at his friend. “Are we having fun yet?” He spoke with what might be described as a posh British accent, but his English pronunciation was purely American.

Christian snorted, though his look was fond. “I always have fun with you, darling,” he said in his deep, smooth voice. It always sent a shiver down Nicholas’ spine and he took great delight in making his friend read various articles to him.

“Just so you know, Francis is going to be terrible tonight,” Nicholas said. “He seems to think that my friends are his friends, but his friends are his friends.”

“Say that ten times fast.” Christian’s blue-black hair was being tousled by the wind and his bronze skin looked as though the cold couldn’t touch him. He wore a heavy wool coat and a rust colored scarf wrapped around his neck. Continue reading