Downloading Thiago
A smoldering, opposites attract romance with plenty of gay boy drama.
Nate’s a bit of a control freak. It’s gotten him to VP at a Wall Street brokerage at just thirty-one years old, and he’s laser focused on making cash and living cheap so by the time he turns forty-five he’ll be able to retire and really live life. With his six figure salary, he could afford to treat himself to taking a taxi and send out his laundry, but he’s stubbornly opposed to that. Nate’s got waste not, want not on his brain, and he’s looking out for one guy: himself.
He doesn’t have time to waste exploring a relationship. It would only be a distraction, and truth be told, the dating world has been a helpless mystery to him. He keeps himself in shape for hook-up sex where there’s no complications, and he figures when he reaches his financial target, things will slide into place: the perfect boyfriend, the time to see the world, and the perfect home for him and his husband. He’s still young, and he swore to himself he’s not going to make his mom’s mistake of falling in love with a guy who doesn’t have his shit together.
Then Thiago comes along.
He’s a new security guard on the floor at Nate’s company, and he’s fitness model-gorgeous with a friendly, sexy smile that stops Nate in his tracks. Add to that, Thiago always takes the time to make small talk when Nate passes by the security desk, and he has a sexy Brazilian accent that gets Nate’s stomach tied up in knots.
Nate tells himself he’s imagining things. The guy’s just a people pleaser, and he’s got to be straight. Nate wouldn’t mind being wrong about that, but it’s all a moot point. He can’t be hooking up with someone from the office. That’s got disaster written all over it.
But one night, when Nate’s working late, and he and Thiago are the only people on the floor, Nate’s fantasy comes to life and awakens pent-up desires that cannot be controlled. A wildly erotic, deeply honest love story about two men who need each other desperately but don’t know how to be together.
Nate’s a bit of a control freak. It’s gotten him to VP at a Wall Street brokerage at just thirty-one years old, and he’s laser focused on making cash and living cheap so by the time he turns forty-five he’ll be able to retire and really live life. With his six figure salary, he could afford to treat himself to taking a taxi and send out his laundry, but he’s stubbornly opposed to that. Nate’s got waste not, want not on his brain, and he’s looking out for one guy: himself.
He doesn’t have time to waste exploring a relationship. It would only be a distraction, and truth be told, the dating world has been a helpless mystery to him. He keeps himself in shape for hook-up sex where there’s no complications, and he figures when he reaches his financial target, things will slide into place: the perfect boyfriend, the time to see the world, and the perfect home for him and his husband. He’s still young, and he swore to himself he’s not going to make his mom’s mistake of falling in love with a guy who doesn’t have his shit together.
Then Thiago comes along.
He’s a new security guard on the floor at Nate’s company, and he’s fitness model-gorgeous with a friendly, sexy smile that stops Nate in his tracks. Add to that, Thiago always takes the time to make small talk when Nate passes by the security desk, and he has a sexy Brazilian accent that gets Nate’s stomach tied up in knots.
Nate tells himself he’s imagining things. The guy’s just a people pleaser, and he’s got to be straight. Nate wouldn’t mind being wrong about that, but it’s all a moot point. He can’t be hooking up with someone from the office. That’s got disaster written all over it.
But one night, when Nate’s working late, and he and Thiago are the only people on the floor, Nate’s fantasy comes to life and awakens pent-up desires that cannot be controlled. A wildly erotic, deeply honest love story about two men who need each other desperately but don’t know how to be together.