Only You by Jerry Cole (the top 100 crime novels of all time TXT) 📕

“Only You”

An MM Gay Romance

Jerry Cole

© 2021

Jerry Cole

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter One

There was something missing from Bradley Miles’ outfit and he wasn’t quite sure what it was. It was something small and non-descript, something the average person might not even notice were they not told. It was like a living room without a rug, or a bathroom without a mirror. Sure, the room still worked without said addition, but it just didn’t feel right.

Bradley started with his shoes. They were tweed-colored Nike Air-Force Ones, the newest range bought right off the fucking production floor they were so darn fresh. From there, he went to his jeans; slim-legged black jeans with tears at the knees and rolled up at the ankles to separate them from the shoes. Up a little further was his short-sleeved button-down shirt, a black and green stripped number that was undone down toward the middle of his chest to show off his tanned skinned, hard abs and thick pecs. And then there was his face... although there was nothing wrong with that.

But even still... there was something missing.

Bradley did another once over of himself, going from piece to piece to make sure it all worked. He was currently standing in the middle of his bedroom, underneath some dull top-down lighting that he had bought specifically for occasions like this. The dullness of the lighting made his skin look browner, his clothes look edgier, and hid any blemishes he might have been harboring. Right in front of him too was a ‘skinny’ full-length mirror that he always looked good in. Fuck, he’d bought the mirror because of how magical it was.

A quick turn on the spot, with a look over his shoulder in an effort to try and catch whatever it was off-guard, like it might have been hiding and then come out when it thought Bradley was no-longer looking. But, nothing...

No! There was something. And Bradley wasn’t going to leave this room until he knew what it was. Tonight was as big and important a night as Bradley had ever had, or at least it was going to be, and nothing but the best would do.

Time wasn’t on Bradley’s side either. He did a quick check of his new, luxury watch and saw that he had maybe five minutes until he needed to leave. Would it be worth doing a quick change? Trying something new? Hoping that worked?! Bradley wasn’t sure. He bit into his lip, was about to come to a decision when a screech from beyond his closed bedroom door had him wishing he was already long gone... which he so clearly wasn’t.

“Brad!” His mother called from what sounded like the kitchen... but she was also so darn loud that she might have been calling from the neighbor’s house for all he knew. “Bradles!” she called again.

Bradley grimaced. His eyes darted to his closed door. For a moment he actually considered locking the darn thing, especially when he heard his mother’s footsteps powering through the house and toward it. But then his eyes glanced back to his reflection and in that moment, he saw what was wrong.

“Oh!” Bradley yelped excitedly.