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A Matcha Made in Hell by F.A. Ray
Boyfriend Café, Book 1
Who would have guessed my high school bully could be such a good boy?
Rhett
The worst day of my life was my first day of high school – the day I met him. Spencer Marsh. The guy who would shove me into lockers for the next four years.
I never expected to reunite with him in college. I definitely didn’t predict that sparks would fly. This new and improved Spencer is subverting all my expectations, but I’m not sure if that’s a good thing.
Hooking up with a guy I used to hate is turning into more than just a shameful secret. I should put a stop to it. I should want to put a stop to it. So why don’t I?
Spencer
I’ve been trying since graduation to be different from the guy I was in high school, but seeing Rhett again stirs up old emotions – and an overwhelming desire to atone.
Nevermind that that atonement seems to be happening in some … compromising positions.
My frat brothers and father would never accept what I’m doing, but that doesn’t seem to be enough to stop me. I’m finally the man I want to be, the person I’ve been repressing for most of my life. And it’s all thanks to the guy who used to be the target of my worst impulses.
I only hope Rhett will give me a chance to prove I’m not who I used to be.
A Matcha Made in Hell is an MM enemies-to-lovers romance with first time gay experiences, found family, a bully who just wants to show he’s changed his ways, and spicy open door scenes.
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My heart can’t help whispering that he wouldn’t do this if he really hated me, that this is too intimate, too sweet. But maybe Rhett is just a considerate partner. Maybe he feels like it’s his responsibility to take care of me since he was in charge. That’s a thing, right?
He unties my wrists, and I flop down onto my side in his bed. He lies in front of me, still naked, and it takes all the willpower I can muster to keep from touching his smooth chest after being denied for so long.
“How are your wrists?” he says.
Back to business.
“Fine,” I say.
I can’t help it. My fingers wander on their own, grazing the planes of his chest. He stiffens, but doesn’t pull away, letting me touch him like I’m skimming the surface of a pond, afraid of making ripples.
He finally takes my hand, holding it still against his chest. His heart taps at my palm.
“You gotta stop doing that,” he says.
“Why?”
I search for his eyes. Even in the dark, there’s uncertainty there.
“Because we shouldn’t have done this,” Rhett says.
He might as well have shoved a knife through my chest.
“But it felt good, right?” I say.
His eyebrows flicker, a quick up and down. “Yeah. It felt good.”
“Good” doesn’t even begin to describe it, not for me. “It felt amazing. I … I didn’t know it could feel like that. No one ever, um, touched me there.”
His eyebrows shoot up and stay up this time. He watches me for a long time, so still I worry I’ve done something wrong. Finally, he tips toward me, his lips gentle against mine, like a bandage lying over a wound.
“Straight boy,” he sighs, “you’re going to ruin me.”
He kisses me harder, his hands tangling in my hair, and that’s the last we speak of it that night.
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About the Author:
F.A. Ray started writing as a child and never really stopped. They enjoy rock climbing and hiking in the beautiful Pacific Northwest, where they live with their partner and cat.
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