Thursday, February 9, 2012
New Release - NJ Nielsen Hunting for Clay
Two years have passed since Clay and Hunter met on that fateful morning in Tello's Diner. Getting passed the fact Clay was stalking Marlowe was the easy part. Clay Montgomery's life has changed for the better the day he found the man who was meant to be the other half of him. Hunter understood him well, and knew how to give him exactly what he needs to be happy. Hunter Weldon knows what he wants, and just how to get it. For two years he has loved the man in his arms and now it was time to up the ante.
Hunter poked his head around the doorframe, making sure Clay and Marlowe were nowhere in sight as he headed to the bedroom Marlowe shared with Angelo. He needed to talk to Angelo without his cousin or Clay finding out. In the two years they had all been sharing a house he had learnt that his cousin could not keep a secret if his life depended on it; especially since he and Clay had become best buddies--the whole Clay stalking Marlowe thing was now put behind them. So much had happened in the past two years since Marlowe had finally won the heart of his straight boy. Hunter often cringed when he remembered how Marlowe and Angelo's relationship had almost been destroyed before it even had a chance to begin. It took Clay to help them sort it out. Angelo's possessions had slowly been transferred to their house, until in the end Angelo was living with them.
Knocking quietly on the door, he waited until Angelo told him to enter. Marlowe and Clay were gossiping in the kitchen. Hunter shook his head. Where else would they be? The kitchen seemed to be their favourite place when they were both home and not working. Marlowe was probably still teaching Clay all about his job, because he was now getting more work than he could handle and was trying to woo Clay into joining him. Uncle Skye had already given the go-ahead to hire him.
"Come in," Angelo's voice sounded muffled.
Slipping into the room he gestured to the bedspread being used. "Marlowe?"
Angelo grimaced. "Actually it was Dimmy; he thought it was hilarious. He got his friend to send it to us." The cover was white covered in multi-coloured hearts of various sizes. "Marlowe loves it."
"Lucky you," Hunter grinned.
Angelo rolled his eyes. "I can ask Dimmy to get you one."
"You wouldn't dare."
Angelo raised one eyebrow in the Oh, I wouldn't? look.
"Okay, what are you really doing in my room? I know you didn't come in to take the piss out of of me because our bedspread."
Hunter ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I kinda need your help. I am trying to organise Clay's present for Valentine's Day."
"Um, you do realise Valentine's is still a month away, right?"
"Yes, dumbarse," Hunter growled. "But I want to make it special since he is feeling kind of down. Seeing as Valentine's is also his birthday, I wanted to make up for his family telling him how he still wasn't welcome at home. Well he is, but not with me."
"You're feeling guilty, aren't you?"
Hunter shrugged. "Maybe. His family was fine with him being gay until he moved in with me. I think they were hoping it was some kind of phase."
"It's not your fault. At least his parents aren't as crazy as mine. I can see my brother running away soon. Dimmy is nearly eighteen now and he won't put up with their crap much longer."
"Will we need to clean out the spare room?" Hunter asked.
He watched as Angelo took some time to think about it. "I don't know, but maybe we should do it to be on the safe side.""I suppose it would be good to set it up for a spare room regardless. You never know who might turn up."
Hunter didn't say anything else, and as he walked out of Angelo's bedroom he bumped into Clay walking through the lounge room with the dog lead in his hand. "Are you going somewhere?"
"Mar and I are taking the dogs for a walk," he said as he kissed Hunter's cheek and kept walking out to the kitchen. "We will be back in an hour or so."
"Okay. Angelo and I are going to clean out the spare room."
Clay froze in his tracks. "Why?"
"He thinks Dimmy may want to come and stay for awhile. So I suggested we clean out the spare room."
Clay nodded. "Do you need me and Mar to stay and help?"
"No babe, you take Ziggy and Droogie for their walk. Angelo and I can bring it all into the lounge and when you guys get back we can sort through it and figure out what we want to keep or get rid of."
"Okay, I'll let Mar know." Clay blew him another kiss before leaving.
"He's in a happier mood," Angelo commented as he joined Hunter in the lounge room.
"Dog walking. Those two are obsessed with walking those dogs." Hunter shook his head as he headed up the hall to the small spare room. It was a job he was dreading as it was filled with the excess stuff from all of them. Groaning, he picked up the first box and carried it back out to the lounge room.
"I can't believe you let Clay sucker you into getting another dog," Angelo teased.
Hunter snorted. "You started it. I just got sick of listening to them argue over who was going to hold the damn lead." He winked at Angelo. "And besides, Clay has ways of being very convincing when he wants something."
Angelo burst out laughing. "That is TMI, my friend."
"You're only jealous." Hunter grinned as they got to work.