Galaxies and Oceans
by N.R. Walker
Publication date: June 25th 2018
Genres: Adult, LGBTQ+, Romance
What the hell was I doing?
Why was I offering him parts of myself that weren’t mine to give?
And what the hell was it about this Aubrey Hobbs that upended my comfortably numb life?
I wasn’t prepared to feel anything again. I wasn’t supposed to. When hearts are broken so utterly beyond repair, they’re not supposed to beat again, right?
So why did my chest get all tight when I saw him? Why did I want to pull him against me to bear the weight of his troubles? Why did I want to protect him, hold him… kiss him? God, I wanted to kiss him.
And that scared the hell out of me.
I dropped him home, and there was a moment before he opened the door, that will-he, won’t-he say something or do something moment. And I didn’t know if I was more grateful or disappointed that he did neither. He simply held my gaze for a long moment before thanking me and getting out of the car.
I don’t think I breathed until I got home.
I finished cleaning the kitchen, fixed the fire, and found Tabby on the sofa. “Well, you were a surprise,” I said to her, giving her a pat. “What are you trying to tell me, huh?”
Of course, she didn’t answer. She just purred a little louder and closed her eyes. Maybe that was my answer. But I couldn’t believe it when she’d jumped up on him. Tabby had been Scott’s cat. She’d adored him, followed him everywhere, and had—without one iota of shame or care—made her preference for him over me very well known.
After Scott… well, she wouldn’t come near me for the longest time. She only tolerated me because I fed her. She’d sit across the room, or under the table, or in the hall, and look at me as though she blamed me because her Scott was gone.
Well, my Scott was gone too.
I walked over to the photo of him, and my heart squeezed again. This time for a whole slew of other reasons. Loss, grief, and now guilt.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I said to him.
I could almost hear him laugh and say, “You’re navigating unchartered waters, Patrick.”
I blinked back tears. “I don’t know how,” I replied.
And the answer was as clear as a bell.
By following the stars.
I gasped back a breath. “Oh God. Aubrey.”
Scott’s eternally-smiling face smiled now as if I’d finally clued in to what he’d known all along. I could just imagine him shaking his head at me, laughing. Trust the waters, Patrick. The ocean was mapped out from the stars.
N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance. She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn't have it any other way.
She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don't let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.
She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things...but likes it even more when they fall in love.
She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.
She's been writing ever since...
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