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The Gentlemen's Club: 1
[Siren
Allure ManLove: Erotic Alternative Romance, M/M, HEA]
Geeky CAD technician Jack Monroe is
bi-curious, but after he falls head over heels for a certain curly-haired
construction surveyor, he’s ready to admit he’s gay. Too bad Alex James is
straight and has a girlfriend who keeps him on a short leash.
Jack is determined to meet other gay men, but
after a few dates from hell, he's ready to give up. Then he meets Richard
Caldwell, part owner of the exclusive Gentlemen’s Club where wealthy members
can make their dreams come true. Richard takes Jack under his wing and offers
him a chance to act out his fantasy with an Alex lookalike. Nobody can replace
Alex, but knowing the real thing is off-limits, Jack accepts the offer. When
the real deal shows up, Jack is convinced that Alex is only there for the
money. But sometimes dreams do come true.
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I hate gyms!
But then, Jack had pretty much hated gym
class all through school. Always the smallest kid in the class, and the last
picked for any game, he’d shied away from any kind of sports. He preferred to
have his nose buried in a book rather than broken on the hockey field, and he
couldn’t hit a baseball to save his life. At least no one ever bullied him, but
no one wanted to be his friend either.
High school was more of the same. While the
other guys tried out for football or screwed as many girls as they could, Jack
spent his time studying or on the computer. What made it even worse was his
sister had been a top-notch gymnast who’d almost made it to the Olympics. Lucy
had gotten the best of the Monroe gene pool. Their parents had avoided
comparing them, but sibling rivalry was inevitable. Jack couldn’t help swinging
back and forth between admiring and detesting Lucy. To this day, they barely
spoke and only saw each other on the holidays. His fault, not hers.
Jack pulled into the parking lot of the
Liberty Gym, but he didn’t turn off the ignition.
I can still change my mind. I don’t have to
go in.
He’d almost turned back twice already on the
seven-mile drive from work to the gym. Still undecided, he sat behind the
wheel, thinking.
What the fuck am I doing here? Maybe
twenty-eight is too damn old to start acting like one of the guys.
On the other hand, Jack was sick of being
some kind of bibliosexual freak. All those years spent reading about other
people’s lives, and he still had no idea who Jack Monroe was.
Will the real me please stand up?
A knock on the car window interrupted his
thoughts, and Jack’s head jerked up.
Alex!
