Title: Never Let You Go
Author: Andrew Grey
Series: Forever Yours (Book #2)
Genre: M/M
Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner
Press
Release Date: Sept 8 2017
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
Friends since they met in school, Ashton and Brighton soon become much more. Ash and his aunt are Brighton’s haven away from his mess of a family, and when Ash enlists in the Army, Brighton learns to endure his long absences and eagerly awaits his return from missions.
Until one day Ash doesn’t come back, and Brighton thinks his greatest fear has come true.
Months pass and Brighton grieves for Ash, not knowing that a terrible misunderstanding sent Ash running, unable to cope when he thought Brighton had betrayed him. Even after an emotional reunion, their relationship isn’t the same—Brighton is now responsible for his young niece, and he’s having a hard time rediscovering the trust he once had in Ash. Ash must still tend to his mental health, but before he can, he’ll have to deal with a past secret that puts all their lives at risk. With so many forces determined to tear them apart, can Brighton and Ash hold on to each other and never let go?
“You had that video game console, and you used to sit in
front of it all the time with the volume low so I wouldn’t tell you to stop.”
She seemed so happy, and Ash didn’t want to discourage her.
“I remember,” he said quietly. Though he tried not to,
because one of his playmates at the time had been a smaller boy, Brighton.
They’d been friends since Ash came to live with his aunt. That first year had
been misery on top of sadness after his mom and dad’s deaths. “What I loved
most was that you used to let me have fun as long as I didn’t break anything
and cleaned up when I was done.” Those had been the only rules. He sighed and
drifted on waves of gentle memories. Maybe this was what he needed, to come
back home where he knew he’d been loved. His muscles relaxed as the old movie
about baseball and a cat on television slowly grew more distant.
The oak tree out back
loomed overhead with ropes that hung down from the platform he was building.
Ash stood under the great green expanse, looking up at the thick canopy.
“Are you going to look
up or climb up?” Brighton asked, grabbing the nearest rope and propelling
himself upward with the ease of a monkey. He was always climbing something.
“I’ll beat you one
day.” Ash grabbed for the nearest rope and climbed as well, reaching the
platform a second before Brighton. He stood up in the branches. “See, I told
you.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Brighton
pulled on the other rope, raising the box of tools they’d loaded. The plan had
been to build a treehouse, but they’d only gotten the platform finished. “We
need to get to work if we’re ever going to get this done.”
They started building
the first wall that would eventually be raised along one side, which in Ash’s
mind morphed into the completed treehouse.
The now-teenaged
Brighton was sitting on the floor of the treehouse. It seemed to have gotten
smaller as they’d gotten older, but neither of them cared.
“I hate math,”
Brighton groused as he passed over the book so Ash could look at the problem.
“It’s not that hard.
Just move things to the same side of the equation and then solve it.” Ash moved
closer, sitting next to him, showing Brighton how to do it, and then waited
while Brighton finished the work, doing it correctly. “Perfect.” Ash smiled,
and Brighton did the same, his eyes widening as he looked at him. Ash’s heart
beat faster and his cheeks heated. Brighton leaned a little closer, and Ash
drew in, pulled by a force he didn’t understand, until he kissed Brighton, or
Brighton kissed him—he wasn’t sure and it didn’t matter.
Pain instantly ripped
through him as the image faded from his mind. Ash did his best to hold on to it
like a lifeline. He clenched his hands together, willing Brighton to stay with
him.
“I have nothing to
tell you,” Ash said for the millionth time. “I don’t know anything about that.”
Ash was yanked away
from the pole, and he stumbled before his head was plunged into a tub of icy
water. He held his breath, and fingers gripped his hair, forcing him under,
holding him there. The images of Brighton grew stronger as Ash willed them to
let him die. This needed to be over. There wasn’t much more he could take. Once
again he held on to Brighton as though he were tangible, giving him strength
and support. Darkness closed around him, and he thought this might finally be
the end.
Ash gasped and sat upright, blinking, hands flailing. He
came in contact with the lamp and pulled it onto his lap. It was only a dream.
The television once again came forward, and he saw the walls of the living
room. He took a deep breath to calm his thumping heart and set the lamp back on
the table next to him.
Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
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