Found at the Library
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Authors: Christi Snow
Tags: #artist, #contemporary gay romance, #Gay, #Writer, #Contemporary, #Library, #Romance, #male/male, #Holiday
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| CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform (2015) | |
| Rating: | ★★★★☆ |
| Tags: | artist, contemporary gay romance, Gay, Writer, Contemporary, Library, Romance, male/male, Holiday |
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Found at the Library Story Description: His entire life, Tommy Garrett has dealt with self-doubts. He thought he’d conquered the majority of them until a chance meeting with an author brought his illiteracy to the forefront...again. Growing up with un-diagnosed dyslexia has left Tommy barely able to read, but books are his Nirvana. Now he spends his life creating art dedicated to the love of those “untouchable” items. Robert McIntyre, Mac, is a best-selling, highly celebrated author. But his point of view has become a little bit too narrow...until Tommy opens his eyes. That chance meeting has changed everything about his world. He has no idea how to find the beautiful man he met, and offended, at the library book sale. But when he does, Tommy’s life is in crisis-mode. It’s the holidays and Mac can’t just standby when Tommy needs help, whether Tommy wants it or not. Two artistic men. One shared passion for books. Life is hard, and sometimes when conflict arises you have to write your own plot twist to pull yourself out of the fray.
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Found At the Library
by
Christi Snow
Published by Christi Snow
Edited by Mia Downing and Sarah Negovetich
Cover Design by AM Design Studios (Amanda Matthews)
Copyright © 2015 Christina Snow
ISBN (print): 1517629144
ISBN-13 (print): 978-1517629144
ASIN (kindle): B01621EHPE
ISBN (ebook): 978-1519905567
All rights reserved. Except for use in a review, no part of this book may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form, or by any means, without the express permission of the author.
This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This e-book may not be re-sold. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
This book is a work of fiction. While sometimes actual locations are used in the writing of this book, they are used in a fictional circumstance and are by no means meant to reflect events happening in those places. Names, characters, events are all a product of the author’s imagination and are by no means meant to reflect actual people living or dead, or any actual events. Any similarities are purely coincidental.
Other Books By Christi Snow
When the Mission Ends Series
(Contemporary Romantic Suspense)
Operation: Endgame (Book #1)
Operation: Endeavor (Book #2)
Before the Mission Begins (Novella #2.5)
Operation: Endurance (Book #3)
When Love Intrudes (Book #4)
Men of Snowcroft Series
(Contemporary m/m Romantic Suspense)
Snowcroft Lost (Book #1)
Snowcroft Safehouse (Book #2)
Foxtrot Team Novels
(Contemporary Romantic Suspense)
The Shadow of Mudflap (Book #1)
The Martin Ranch Series
(Contemporary Romantic Suspense)
Right By Your Side (Book #1)
Male Model Chronicles
(Contemporary Romance)
Justin (Book #1)
Lance (Book #2)
Joshua (Book #3 — November 2015)
Found Series
(Contemporary m/m romance)
Found at the Library (Book #1)
Table of Contents
Chapter One
3
Chapter Two
11
Chapter Three
26
Chapter Four
60
Chapter Five
76
Chapter Six
90
Chapter Seven
104
Chapter Eight
124
Chapter Nine
139
Chapter Ten
153
Chapter Eleven
163
Chapter Twelve
173
Epilogue
202
Author’s Note:
207
Another Note from the author:
208
Other Books By Christi Snow
219
DEDICATION
This book is for
Felicia Sparks,
from the Geeky Bloggers Book Blog.
She inspired the book with her meme by the same title. She’s a book blogger who loves books and the library and one weekend right before Christmas of last year, she did a post about her latest finds at the library...and this book was born.
Chapter One
When life throws you conflict, sometimes you have to create your own plot twist.
Do Epic Shit.
-Observations from Tommy
Early October
There was nothing better than this smell.
Robert McIntyre, or Mac as all his friends knew him, picked his way around the hundreds of tables piled high with books. He inhaled and picked up a tome. The aroma of paper and ink permeated his senses like nothing else in this world. Being in the midst of all this literary brilliance was honestly his favorite time of the year. Writing was an art he appreciated with every single segment of his soul.
He volunteered at the Denver Friends of the Library public sale every year. It was at this event that anyone, wealthy or poor, had the ability to enrich their world through the power of books. Hardbacks that normally sold for twenty-five to thirty dollars were sold here for only three. Paperbacks sold for only fifty cents. The frugal reader could come in and buy their reading material for a year for just a few dollars.
For these three days, he provided pack-mule service for purveyors who purchased more than they could carry. The elderly volunteers wanted him for his muscle, not his own literary genius. His reward was three days surrounded by more books than he could ever read in his lifetime and the people who loved them as much as him. At every turn, there was a wonderful new bookish discovery, waiting to be found.
As he reached for another beautiful leather-bound tome that caught his eye, his walkie-talkie buzzed on his waistband. “Mac, we need you at register four.”
“I’ll be right there, Agnes.” He set off with a skip in his walk. Mac grinned to himself. This was his favorite part. He hoped the customer was a sci fi reader. True bibliophiles knew him and were always so excited to find him there…just like a regular person.
He rounded the last table and the registers came into sight.
The man in the Colorado Rockies hoodie stood at the end of the makeshift counters. From a distance he looked a little bit taller than Mac…probably six foot two or three. He had dark brown, curly hair that looked several months past when it probably should have been cut. It was the kind of hair a guy could grab a hold of and hang onto during a vigorous round of sex.
But what caught his attention most was the gorgeous man’s easy, happy smile. It lit up his entire face, and it was a beautiful face. Mac’s breath caught in his chest at the sight of those straight teeth shining out between full lips shrouded in dark scruff. It had been a couple of days since the guy had last shaved. That beard would scrape across Mac’s nipples, leaving a buzz across his skin in its wake.
The man leaned against a pile of boxes overflowing with books, his delectable bulge shown off to perfection in those Levi’s that had been worn so many times, they molded to his incredible thighs. He was all tall, lean, and ropey with muscle. Mac’s mouth watered.
Wow, had it been that long since he’d had sex? Rarely did he have this kind of immediate visceral reaction to a man.
The man in question unashamedly flirted with the ladies running the registers, and they were eating it up. It was too early in the day for any of them to have much to do yet, and they were easily charmed. Mac knew that from experience.
Mac approached with an easy smile. “Someone called for added muscle up here?” Mac winked at Agnes and turned to the man as he grabbed the handles on the loaded dolly. “I’m Mac. I’m here to help you with your book transport.”
The man’s eyes widened with frank appreciation as he gazed at Mac, and Mac preened internally. Aw, someone who recognized him.
“Hi, I’m Tommy.” His voice sounded deep, husky, and just a hint away from sensual. “I told them I could handle the boxes all on my own, but they insisted you needed something to do. I think I’m okay with that.” He winked at Mac.
Damn, this was good.
“Yeah, they know me too well. If I don’t stay busy, I’ll buy all the choice stock, which everyone knows I don’t need. I have too many books already.” He tilted the full dolly onto its wheels. “I’ll follow you out. Just lead the way.” That way he could watch that nice ass flex as they walked.
Tommy hefted two boxes off the counter and Mac rolled the dolly loaded up with another five boxes behind him as they went through the doors. They crossed the parking lot and headed toward an old forties, kelly green, delivery truck.
“Wow,” Mac said when Tommy stopped beside it. “I didn’t think anything this old still ran.”
Tommy grinned at him. “Unfortunately, the old girl would rather not. I spend as much time under her working out her kinks as I do driving her, but she’s perfect for my needs.”
You could work on my kinks
. Mac cocked an eyebrow. “Her?” He groaned. “You’re one of those guys, aren’t you? A car guy. What’s her name?”
Tommy blushed as he opened the double doors on the back of the vehicle. That blush made him even more attractive than he’d been before, if possible. Mac had to get this cutie’s number.
Tommy raised a flirtatious eyebrow at Mac. “I don’t know if you earned the right to her name if you’re just going to diss her. She deserves more respect than that.”
Mac laughed. “God forbid, I can’t insult your girl here. How about I make it up to her by taking her owner out for dinner? I think I need to know more about a guy who’s such a reader.”
They were loading the books into the back of the van, but Tommy visibly hesitated, and his shoulders stiffened. Had Mac misread his signals? He was sure the guy was gay from the way he’d been eyeing and flirting with him.
Tommy grabbed another box, but didn’t meet Mac’s gaze this time. “Um, thanks, but I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” he mumbled with a hard edge to his tone that hadn’t been there before.
