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    Ace's Place
    Ace's Place
    Ace's Place
    Ebook69 pages55 minutes

    Ace's Place

    By Gabbi Grey

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    • Friendship

    • Acceptance

    • Relationships

    • Romance

    • Small Town Life

    • Friends to Lovers

    • Opposites Attract

    • Hurt/comfort

    • Fish Out of Water

    • Secret Identity

    • Second Chances

    • Small Town Romance

    • Slow Burn

    • Forbidden Love

    • Misunderstandings

    • Trust

    • Love

    • Hockey

    • Self-Discovery

    About this ebook

    Derek Murphy has come to the godforsaken small town of Merritt, British Columbia in search of a new beginning. The man is tired, jaded, and resigned to never having sex again. Until Friday night at the local sports bar changes everything.


     


    Harold Graham, hometown boy made good, has lived in Merritt his entire life. When he meets the new guy in town, he's compelled to reach out the hand of friendship. And maybe more.


     


    But secrets and omissions cloud what could be the beginning of something special. Can they take a chance on being vulnerable enough to fall in love?


     


    Ace's Place is a 13k word short story about second-chances, hockey, and an adorable but nosy Bouvier.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPublishdrive
    Release dateMay 7, 2022
    ISBN9781778151415
    Ace's Place
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    Gabbi Grey

    USA Today Bestselling author Gabbi Grey lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black and Gabbi Powell.

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    Book preview

    Ace's Place - Gabbi Grey

    Derek Murphy has come to the godforsaken small town of Merritt, British Columbia in search of a new beginning. The man is tired, jaded, and resigned to never having sex again. Until Friday night at the local sports bar changes everything.

    ––––––––

    Harold Graham, hometown boy made good, has lived in Merritt his entire life. When he meets the new guy in town, he’s compelled to reach out the hand of friendship. And maybe more.

    ––––––––

    But secrets and omissions cloud what could be the beginning of something special. Can they take a chance on being vulnerable enough to fall in love?

    ––––––––

    Ace’s Place is a 13k word short story about second-chances, hockey, and an adorable but nosy Bouvier.

    Chapter One

    Derek

    From the outside, the place looked like a dive, and the inside wasn’t much better.

    You’re being pretentious. And picky.

    Two things I could no longer afford to be. The chain hotel I was staying at had decent room-service food, but I needed something more. Something greasy, filling, and bad for my arteries. To hasten my demise in this God-awful small town. If boredom didn’t kill me first.

    Ace’s Place. The only sports bar in Merritt, British Columbia. Better known as the middle of fucking nowhere.

    Okay, that might have been an exaggeration. The town had over seven thousand residents. It was on the Trans-Canada Highway, so if one was going from Vancouver to, I don’t know, Calgary, one would travel through this backwater town. Unfortunately, I wasn’t traveling to Calgary. Or Toronto or Montréal or anywhere urban and urbane. Nope, Merritt was the last stop for me. An ignominious end to what had begun as a very glorious career.

    In the past.

    Now I was about to hunker down for a meal at this bar. Ace’s Place wasn’t the only bar within the boundaries of Merritt, but as it was next to my hotel, it won. I could drink myself into oblivion, and only have to walk a couple hundred feet back to the semi-comfortable bed that awaited me.

    Three days. I’d been here for three days and I was already numb. What would I be like after three months? Three years? Hell, three decades? A shell of my former self. Guaran-fucking-teed.

    I opened the door, and the smell of beer and fried food assailed me. Reminded me of the bar back in Vancouver I used to frequent with my co-workers after we quit on Friday nights. A far cry from the gay bars I haunted on Saturday night. Those forays, I kept to myself.

    A young woman in a black shirt and short black skirt approached me. I held up one finger before she could get a word in edgewise.

    Bar or table?

    A decision almost too much to deal with, but I answered. Bar. No need to occupy an entire table. The place was hopping with almost every booth filled.

    Game night. She answered my unasked question as she led me to the bar.

    I selected the stool at the end and slid onto it.

    After she handed me a menu, she headed off.

    I perused the menu. Perfect, there were hardly any healthy items on it.

    A coaster was placed in front of me, and I glanced up to see who’d put it there.

    My breath caught.

    Dark-brown hair. Shaved at the sides, longer on top. Sexy trimmed scruff. And the deepest-brown eyes I’d ever seen. Oh, and the body? I tried to be circumspect in my examination but, man, he made my mouth water. Brawny, but not beefy. Wide shoulders with muscular arms. His black T-shirt was tight across his broad chest.

    He was scrumptious enough to eat.

    And by his raised eyebrow, I’d taken just a moment too long in my perusal.

    Crap.

    Whatever you have on tap.

    We have eight brews. He named all eight.

    I tried not to think that my old pub had a much larger selection.

    The pale ale would be great.

    He nodded and moved over to the tap. As he poured, I watched him instead of the beer. The movement of his arm, the furrow of concentration in his brow, the flexing of his abs when he hit the right amount of beer and foam. My cock sat up and took notice—something that hadn’t happened in a very long time.

    One pale ale. His eyes sparkled in the light from the upper frame of the bar. You decide on food?

    Greasy, please. I handed him the menu. And spicy.

    His grin did things to my stomach. One jalapeño burger with a side of spicy mushroom caps. That’ll fill your belly.

    Said stomach growled. How long

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