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People Like Us by Ruby Moone
Winsford Green Stories, Book 2
Arthur Fitch clawed his way out of the violence and poverty of the slums of London to become a valet to the aristocracy. His ambition to secure a higher position led him to a disastrous appointment with a cold, brutal man, and when things come to a head, Arthur is forced to flee into a snowstorm to find safety.
Joseph Wilkinson is the Winsford Green blacksmith. He has a good life, good friends, owns a thriving business, but at the end of the day when he goes home, loneliness consumes him. When he stumbles upon a small man determinedly trudging through the snowstorm, he invites him into his home to shelter.
Arthur Fitch is older, smart-mouthed, and as prickly as hell. But, as Joe peels back the layers, he discovers a warm, funny, vulnerable man whose tastes in the bedchamber leave Joe gasping and desperate for more. Trouble is, having found the real Arthur Fitch, how can he convince him that life in a small town can be infinitely better than working for an Earl? That love really is possible for people like them? Particularly when Arthur’s past catches up with him in horrifying fashion.
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He lay, utterly depleted. Joseph rolled off him, leaving him cold and alone as always. Seconds later, he was gathered into Josephs muscular arms, pulled onto the warmth of his chest, and held close. He burrowed close, rubbing his face on the soft, warm hair of his chest, and wanted to weep with joy. He heard Joseph’s heart thundering, felt the tremor in his body as the aftershocks claimed him, felt as Joseph lifted one hand to stroke it gently over his hair, again and again. Arthur swallowed. His arms were as strong and safe as he’d imagined. More than he’d imagined. He let himself drift in the borrowed bliss. They lay like that for a long time until Joseph moved and lay Arthur on his back on the rug. He leaned over him, looking down into his eyes. His smile was tender, and his gaze worshipful. He stroked Arthur’s hair from his forehead, gaze following this action, and then he lowered his head slowly. Oh, so slowly, tilting to the right angle, and kissed him. Gently and perfectly. He hadn’t forgotten. Arthur put his arms around his neck and kissed him back with equal gentleness and tenderness. Joseph pulled away and touched his nose to Arthur’s. “I never knew it could be like that.” Arthur felt tears prick at the back of his eyelids again. He kissed him again. “Thank you.” “Did I hurt you?” Arthur shook his head. “Only as much as I needed you to.” Joseph took his lips in another tender kiss. It was the most perfect, most beautiful kiss he’d ever had. Joseph kissed exactly the way he liked to kiss. Even his whiskers were soft and delightful. “Let’s go to bed.” Arthur nodded. He’d come down from his cloud in Joseph’s arms. Very few men allowed for that. They stood and stretched aching limbs. Shivering from the draught, they cleaned up quickly and headed for the bedroom. Joseph stoked the fire and scrambled into the bed naked. Arthur smiled at him. “You’ll freeze.” “Not with you in here, I won’t. He held out his arms.” Arthur got in with him and let him pull him into his embrace. He settled against his warm nakedness. “A word of caution.” “Mmmm?” Joseph was nuzzling the top of his head. He kissed his hair. “I might enjoy a firm hand in the bedchamber.” “Or in front of the fire.” Arthur rolled his eyes. “Or in front of the fire. But I don’t relish it in everyday life. Be warned.” Joseph’s entire body shook with laughter. “What?” “Oh, Arthur. I think I’ve worked that out.” .
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Check out Book 1 in the Winsford Green Stories:
Dances Long Forgotten
On Christmas Eve, Dylan, the man of James Pell-Charnley’s dreams, is on the point of walking out. Then they hear the faint strains of a waltz in the library of the empty abbey. The music is said to be heard only by those truly in love, and it gives James the courage to tell Dylan the story.
In December 1841, Lord Hugo Pell-Charnley is in a terrible mess. The youngest son of the late Marquis, youngest brother of the incumbent, never felt to fit. When his life comes crashing down, and his life and his family are threatened, he is forced to face his elder brother and confess his deepest secret. When he arrives at Winsford Abbey he finds he must also confront the shame from his past in the form of Lyndon Cross. The boy he’d loved but betrayed in school.
As they clear the ghosts from the past, they dance in each other’s arms in the library to the soft strains of the waltz, but long buried secrets threaten to destroy their happiness. Two hundred years later, can those dances long forgotten give James and Dylan the courage to hold on to love?
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My name is Ruby Moone and I love books. All kinds of books. My weakness is for romance, and that can be any kind, but I am particularly fond of historical and paranormal. I decided to write gay romance after reading some fantastic books and falling in love with the genre, so am really thrilled to have my work published here. The day job takes up a lot of my time, but every other spare moment finds me writing or reading. I live in the north west of England with my husband who thinks that I live in two worlds. The real world and in the world in my head…he probably has a point!
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