Patrick has a plan, and he’ll go to great lengths to see it through.
After three weeks apart due to work and school commitments, he and Will are finally getting to spend some time together. Patrick is staying with Will over the Christmas holidays, and he intends to tell him how he feels on Christmas Day. It’s going to be perfect.
But of course, Patrick’s plans don’t always go smoothly….
~*~
Will took his time in the shower, letting the hot water ease his tired muscles from the three-hour drive, and he was only just done toweling off when the doorbell rang.
“For fuck’s sake.”
Who the hell could that be?
If it was one of his mates, they’d have to go away and come back tomorrow, because no way did he want guests in his house when Patrick got there. Which would be in—he checked his phone—roughly an hour. He grabbed a dry towel from the rail and wrapped it around his waist, cursing under his breath at the chill as he marched downstairs.
A familiar figure stood on the other side of the front door. His features weren’t visible through the opaque glass, but Will would recognize him anywhere. He unlocked the door and yanked it open, only to be met with a gust of cold air.
“Fuck, that’s cold!”Patrick snapped his head up from where he’d been staring down at his phone, and a huge smile spread across his face at the sight of Will. “Well, hello to you too.” He quickly stepped forward and bundled Will back inside, closing the door behind him. “This is like old times,” he said, bracketing Will up against the wall.
~*~
Annabelle Jacobs lives in the South West of England with three rowdy children, and two cats.
An avid reader of fantasy herself for many years, Annabelle now spends her days writing her own stories. They're usually either fantasy or paranormal fiction, because she loves building worlds filled with magical creatures, and creating stories full of action and adventure. Her characters may have a tough time of it—fighting enemies and adversity—but they always find love in the end.
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