The Law of Attraction Read online books by Jay Northcote

Categories Genre: Angst, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
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Alec waved away the waitress after thanking her, and he opened the bottles himself once she brought them over. “It’s half the fun,” he said as he ripped off the foil.

“Please tell me you’re not going to spray it all over us like a Grand Prix winner,” Jen said.

“I wouldn’t want to waste it,” he assured her.

But when he poured some into the first glass, it frothed over the top and onto the table.

“What was that about wasting it?” Maria teased.

When all their glasses were full, James raised his. “To Alec. Congratulations!”

“Congratulations!” They all raised and clinked glasses, sloshing more of the precious liquid onto the tabletop and laughing before taking a sip.

“Thanks for all your support,” Alec said. “You’re a great team. I’m lucky to work with you all. I’m not sure I say that often enough.”

“No, you don’t,” James said with a twinkle in his eye. “You should definitely tell us how brilliant we are much more frequently. We never get tired of hearing it.”

Suddenly, Alec spotted Ed over James’s shoulder; Ed caught sight of him at the same moment, and they smiled at each other. The rest of the world dropped away. James was still talking, but Alec could only watch Ed approach.

“Hi,” Ed greeted them.

“Ed!” Maria exclaimed. “This is a nice surprise.”

“Here. Luckily there’s a spare glass.” Jon poured some bubbly for Ed.

“Thanks. I hope you don’t mind if I gatecrash?” Ed’s gaze flickered to Alec again.

Alec’s cheeks were hot and his palms were sweating. Now was the time. “Actually, Ed isn’t gatecrashing.” His voice sounded like someone else’s over the pulse beating in his ears. “I invited him… because I have another announcement to make.” He caught James’s eye and saw the penny drop. James’s mouth fell open in surprise before a huge grin spread across his features. “Ed and I… we’re, um—”

“Shagging!” James cried out. “Oh my God, you sly dogs. You’re shagging.”

Alec’s face burst into flames as everyone whipped around to stare at James, then at Ed, and then back at Alec, waiting for him to confirm or deny. Ed was no help at all. He was pissing himself laughing.

“Well, I was going to use the phrase ‘seeing each other.’” Alec glared at James.

“I bet you are.” James snorted.

“For fuck’s sake, James. Will you shut up and let me finish?”

“Sorry.”

“We’re seeing each other, dating, boyfriends, partners… call it what you like. It’s not a secret. Well, not anymore.” Alec shot Ed a glance, and Ed’s lips quirked.

Alec plucked up the courage to look at the rest of them, scanning their faces for any negative reactions. They mostly looked surprised, but that was fair enough.

“Well, congratulations, guys. I’m happy for you,” Maria said, raising her glass again. “I think we need another toast.”

“Hear, hear, congratulations,” Jen chimed in.

“To Alec and Ed,” Maria said.

“To Alec and Ed,” the rest of them echoed.

“God, it feels like a wedding,” Jon said. “Please tell me there aren’t going to be any speeches… but I wouldn’t say no to cake.”

“No speeches. No cake. And no wedding,” Alec said.

“Yet?” Maria raised an eyebrow.

Alec flushed and glanced at Ed, who just grinned.

“To working relationships—of all types.” James raised his glass again, still grinning. “I can’t believe you kept that quiet for so long. I’d never have guessed.”

They raised their glasses and drank again.

“Here, Ed. Have a seat.” Jon had spotted a free chair at a neighbouring table and dragged it over, fitting it in beside Alec’s.

“Thanks.” Ed sat down. “So, what deal are you lot working on now? Is it an interesting one?”

Alec zoned out for a while as the conversation flowed around him. Warm happiness settled in his chest. Life was good. They were crammed in a little with the addition of Ed to the table, and Ed’s hand on the arm of his chair was close enough that Alec could easily touch it. The thrilling rush of realisation that he could, and that nobody would be shocked or surprised if he did, was like the fizz of the champagne in their glasses.

Ed was his boyfriend—and everyone knew it.

Slowly, deliberately, Alec took Ed’s hand in his own and laced their fingers together, squeezing gently.

Ed turned to Alec, surprise and pleasure on his face. He smiled and squeezed back. “Hey,” he said quietly. “You okay?”

“Never better,” Alec replied.

And it was the truth.

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