Clarity of Lines by N.R. Walker Totally Bound Contemporary M/M
Book two in the Thomas Elkin series.
Sometimes it’s not the two people in a
relationship who fight falling in love, sometimes it’s those who love us that
fight against it the most.
forty-four year old Tom, and twenty-two year old Cooper, are ready to show the
world they’re together. They’ve
established their relationship is worth it, and want to share it with their
Both men thought
accepting the age difference was their adversity to overcome, and theirs alone.
Their loved ones,
however, will prove them wrong.
For their families,
lines are drawn and start blur. Through
a series of events, life shakes Tom’s foundations, the lines for him have never
The Thomas Elkin
When successful New York architect, forty-four year old
Thomas Elkin meets twenty-two year old intern Cooper Jones, he had no idea how
much his life would change.
The blueprints on love, life and careers are sent back to
the drawing board as both men realize their plans are about to be re-drawn
Generation versus generation, traditional versus
contemporary, they’re about to prove to the world that the old and new can be
the perfect design.
He looked surprised by my question. “No.
Should I be?”
I smiled at his confidence. “I just don’t
think Sofia will be very understanding. No matter what she says, just remember,
I’m on your side.”
“Ryan’s mom always liked me,” he said.
“She likes you as Ryan’s friend, yes,” I
told him. “But as my boyfriend…”
He shrugged. “And all the guys who’ll be
here this weekend?” he asked. “All Ryan’s friends, some of my friends, they’ll
all be here too. We’re meeting them
as a couple too.”
Shit. I hadn’t given that a thought.
Then Cooper took his hand off my thigh and
looked out of the window as he spoke. “If you don’t want to…”
I pulled the car off to the side of the
road, right near the driveway to the Casa. I think I startled him. He looked at
me, wide-eyed. “Cooper, listen to me,” I said seriously. “I don’t care what
anyone else thinks. I know some people will have a hard time with us being
together, because we’re gay men, and because of the age difference. But I don’t
care. I’m proud to call you my boyfriend. For the life of me I can’t figure out
why you’d want to be with me, but you do, and I’m more than happy to walk in
there, holding your hand. But I don’t want you to feel pressured.”
“I don’t feel pressured,” he said. “And I
can’t figure out why you’d want to be with me either, but you do.”
I nodded. “Yes, I do.”
He smiled, and leaned over the console and
kissed me. “Thank you.”
I sighed and looked out of the windshield.
“Well, this is it.”
Cooper followed my gaze, to the stone gate
posts, to the chiselled sandstone sign on the post that read Casa de Elkin.
“It’s named after you?”
I nodded. “I designed this house,” I told
him. “We named it Casa de Elkin, but have called it the Casa for years.”
Cooper gave me a weak smile. “Well then,”
he said, trying to sound upbeat. “Let’s do this.”
I slipped the car into first gear and
pulled into the drive. I parked the car near the closed garage doors and by the
time I’d popped the trunk, Ryan was walking out to meet us. He gave me a bit of
a hug, then bumped fists with Cooper. “Hey,” he said. “Most of the guys will
get here in the morning. Mom said it might be better if they all crash in the
pool room, or wherever they pass out,” he said with a knowing smile. “But you
guys have a guest room in the house.”
A guest room.
Ryan looked at me a little apologetically.
“Don’t you apologise,” I told him. “It’s
not my house anymore.”
We grabbed our bags and the gift box from
the trunk and walked towards the front door. Cooper asked me quietly, “Have you
been back here in the last five years?”
“I spent two weeks here right after we
separated,” I told him. “But not since then.”
“Come on,” Ryan said, opening the door. He
turned to us and whispered, “Mom’s in the kitchen.”
I took a deep breath and followed Ryan
through the front living room and into the large open kitchen, where Sofia was
She looked well. She was wearing a white
dress and her trademark gold jewellery and her brown hair was pulled back in a
ponytail. She looked at me, then at Ryan and finally at Cooper. She recognised
him immediately. “Oh my, Cooper? Is that you?”
“Mrs Elkin,” he said politely.
She gave me a tight smile, but then
leaned in and kissed Cooper’s cheek. “It’s so good to see you. Ryan never mentioned
you were coming.” Then she looked at me. “Did you bring Cooper with you? I
thought you were bringing your friend.”
There was a beat of absolute silence then I
said, “I did.” Sofia looked at me then at Ryan and Cooper, then back to me. “I
brought Cooper…my boyfriend.”
Sofia laughed, but when I took Cooper’s
hand, her smile died a
slow, painful death. She looked kind of horrified. “Is
this some kind of joke?”
About the Author
I am many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer.
I have pretty, pretty boys who live in my head, who don’t let me
sleep at night unless I give them life with words.
I like it when they do dirty, dirty things…but I like it even
more when they fall in love.
I used to think having people in my head talking to me was
weird, until one day I happened across other writers who told me it was normal.