Waiting for a Prince
By K.C. Wells
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When trainee hairdresser Mark sees Sam for the first time in the salon, it’s lust at first sight. Sam is Mark’s living, breathing fantasy guy. He couldn’t be more perfect. Of course, there’s the tiny, insignificant detail that Sam has a girlfriend. Hell..... A chance meeting on Mark’s favourite beach brings the two men together, and Mark finds himself with a new friend. As they spend more time together, Mark grows to see Sam less as an object for his lust and more as someone who just... fits. But falling in love with your new best friend—especially when he’s straight—is bound to bring heartache in the end.
Sam likes Mark. As in, he really likes him. And he’d like to get to know him even better. But Sam has secrets. There are things going on in his life that he can’t bring himself to tell Mark about, because the shame Sam feels is too much to bear, and not something he ever wants to share with another living soul. And if Mark ever finds out how Sam really feels about him, and the fact that he’s lied to him.... Sam can’t take that chance.
Then one drunken night in the pub changes everything....
K.C. Wells
K.C. Wells lives on an island off the south coast of the UK, surrounded by natural beauty. She writes about men who love men, and can’t even contemplate a life that doesn’t include writing. The rainbow rose tattoo on her back with the words 'Love is Love' and 'Love Wins' is her way of hoisting a flag. She plans to be writing about men in love - be it sweet and slow, hot or kinky - for a long while to come. If you want to follow her exploits, you can sign up for her monthly newsletter: http://eepurl.com/cNKHlT You can stalk – er, find – her in the following places: Email: k.c.wells@btinternet.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/KCWellsWorld KC’s men In Love (my readers group): http://bit.ly/2hXL6wJ Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/K-C-Wells/e/B00AECQ1LQ Twitter: @K_C_Wells Website: www.kcwellswrites.com Instagram: www.instagram.com/k.c.wells BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/k-c-wells
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Waiting for a Prince - K.C. Wells
Waiting for a Prince
K.C. Wells
Island Tales Press
Smashwords Edition
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Dedication
For Mark Reed
Thank you for that moment of inspiration
when I glimpsed you in the mirror.
Table of Content
Copyright
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Coming Soon
Available titles
About the Author
Chapter One
I really feel sorry for that poor bloke.
Mark paused momentarily in his task of dyeing the new hair extension pieces. Which bloke?
He was engrossed. Marie had already given him the evil eye twice that morning, and if he didn’t get this finished, there was every possibility that she’d start with the ‘there are loads of wannabe hairdressers out there just clamoring to get into your shoes’ talk—again. He gave a cursory glance around the salon. What are you talking about?
he muttered under his breath to Wendy. We haven’t got any male customers in here at the moment.
He went back to his task, irritated that she’d spoiled his concentration. Hopefully she’d take the hint and leave him to it.
No such luck. Wendy huffed. He’s not a customer, silly.
She nudged his arm and almost sent the bowl containing the hair dye into a dive over the unit. She made a noise of insincere apology. Mark scowled and ignored her as he carefully sponged the dye over each tress, taking extra pains to ensure it got even coverage.
Look over there,
she hissed. On the couch in the window.
Oh, for God’s sake, woman, leave me alone. Mark dropped the sponge into the bowl and straightened, about to tell Wendy where to go, when he felt the hairs stand up on the back of his neck. He twisted around. Yeah, Marie was there all right, her gaze boring into him. Oh hell, that was all he needed. He winced, preparing himself for the inevitable request for ‘a word, please, Mark.’ Christ, he was hearing that more and more these days.
Mark, can you come over here a minute please, sweetie?
Sonia’s melodic voice carried above the chatter and the low, unobtrusive music playing in the background. Mark could have kissed her, except for the fact that she had totally the wrong equipment. Avoiding Marie’s steely gaze, he hung up the hairpiece and crossed the salon floor to where Sonia had just finished speaking with her customer.
Mark, would you make my lady a cup of tea, please?
Sonia’s eyes twinkled. Yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing. It was sweet of her, stepping into the fray like that, but Mark knew Marie would still have her pound of flesh at the end of the day. Sonia leaned lower to speak to her customer. Milk and sugar?
The woman in the chair gave a bored nod. Just milk, please.
Mark met her gaze in the mirror and smiled politely. She rolled her eyes and gave her attention to the celebrity magazine on her lap while Sonia readied the shiny strips of foil required for the hair color. Mark studied the woman, who seemed to be in her early twenties. He estimated that she would have been quite pretty, but for the hard lines around her mouth and that crease between her eyes. Her lips were thin, not a sign of a happy person in Mark’s experience. He couldn’t tell what she was wearing due to the black salon cape which pretty much covered her entirely, but he glanced down at her feet. Expensive-looking shoes. Aha. Comes from money and treats everyone like they’re a turd she’s just stepped in. Mark didn’t recall seeing her in the salon before. Most of Hair Today’s clientele were down-to-earth ladies who always had a kind word and a smile for the staff. And they certainly didn’t come with a ton of attitude like this one.
Sonia moved to the red leather sofa which sat in the window. Mark followed her movement and his heart gave a jolt. Oh yeah, baby… The man reclining there somewhat awkwardly was tall, maybe over six feet, which was just perfect, thank you very much. Mark bit his lip as he took in the earrings, diamond studs and a gold ring. His gaze traveled lower and he caught his breath at the sight of the man’s nipple rings, pressed against his white long-sleeved shirt. Not to mention the dark swirls of a tattoo hidden from view, but visible nonetheless. Mark’s dick stiffened. Oh honey, you are my idea of heaven. Tending toward the skinny side of lean, with short brown hair, just how Mark liked them.
Would you like a cup of tea?
Sonia offered, kindly. While you’re waiting?
Mark’s future husband opened his mouth to speak but the woman cut him off.
He doesn’t want a drink.
The harsh quality of her voice made Mark wince. She swiveled in her chair. Do you, Sam?
That crease deepened as she glared at the man. God, she could give Marie a run for her money in the bitch stakes. He watched as Sam sagged even lower into the couch. In fact, I’m not even sure why you’re still here.
Her eyes narrowed. Surely you have something else you can be doing.
She looked down her sharp little nose at him.
Sam dropped his gaze to the floor. Mark could understand that reaction. No, everything’s done for the day.
God, even his voice was dreamy. I’ll just sit here, if that’s okay, and wait till you’re done.
A pair of blue eyes came into view and Mark felt his knees go weak. "But actually, I would like a cup of tea, if it’s no trouble. Milk with two sugars."
It took a second or two for it to register that Sam was addressing Mark. Flustered, Mark gave a quick nod, knowing full well his cheeks were already heating up. Why the hell did he always have to blush so easily? He escaped thankfully into the little room behind the reception desk and set about making two cups of tea. While he waited for the kettle to boil, he had a surreptitious glance through the open door at the gorgeous specimen. Christ, he has long legs. They were encased in a sinfully tight pair of fashionably worn jeans. Mark couldn’t help taking a sneaky peek at Sam’s package. He let out a quiet whimper. And he’s hung. For a moment Mark allowed himself the luxury of imagining those long, lean legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked Sam through the mattress, those blue eyes staring wildly up at him as Mark nailed him repeatedly, that sexy voice begging Mark not to stop, to fuck him deeper. Then reality bit hard. It’s not gonna happen, babe. One, the guy is straight, and two, even if he were gay by some miracle, Please God, no way would that Adonis be a bottom. Mark shook his head. Reality really sucked.
Mark placed a cup in front of the woman, noting her studious avoidance of making eye contact with him, and then returned to the kitchen to pick up Sam’s cup. He placed it on the low table in front of the couch. Sam glanced up at him and gave a brief tight smile. God, those eyes were even more heavenly up close. Thanks.
The word was almost a whisper.
Mark flashed a quick smile. No problem, hon.
His cheeks flamed as Sam arched his eyebrows. He scooted out of there as fast as his legs could carry him back to the sanctuary of the tiny kitchen. Unseen by anyone, Mark leaned against the wall, expelling the air from his lungs in a long, shaky breath. Way to go, Mark. Could you have seemed any more gay? He gave himself a mental kick up the backside, his cheeks finally cooling.
Why are you hiding in here?
Mark almost hit the ceiling. "Fuck, Sonia, don’t do that! She grinned.
I’ve warned you about sneaking up on me like that." He clutched his chest and Sonia rolled her eyes.
Get over it, drama queen,
she snickered. She poked a slim finger at his chest. You hiding from Marie or what?
That grin was pure evil.
Mark shook his head. Not exactly.
He peered around her to see if Sam was looking his way. OMG, he was staring toward the kitchen. Mark ducked his head back in. Sonia’s eyes danced with amusement. She peered into the salon. Son! Don’t look!
he implored her.
Sonia’s face lit up. "Ah, it’s like that, is it? There was that evil grin again.
Does he push your buttons, sweetie?"
Mark groaned. Every single fucking one of them. What could only make him more perfect would be if he happened to be gay.
Thank God he had Sonia to talk to at work. The fact that Mark was gay was no big deal to her and he always felt totally at ease around her. The rest of the girls made all the right noises, but Mark could tell when someone was genuinely comfortable being around him. And as for Marie… The fewer dealings Mark had with her, the better. Too bad she was his boss.
You can’t hide out in here all the while she’s having her hair done,
Sonia reasoned. If Marie catches on…
She didn’t have to say another word. Okay, okay, I’m going,
he grumbled. Back to his hairpieces. He trudged out of the kitchen and back to the center unit, keeping his eyes away from the ex-future husband who sat drinking tea. Mark caught Sonia’s sympathetic expression as she returned to her client and he shrugged.
For the next hour Mark struggled to keep his mind on the job. It was as though invisible strings kept tugging at his head to turn it toward the window, no matter how hard he fought to concentrate on his mundane task. Each time Marie passed by, however, Mark kept his head down, fervently hoping