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Making Him Mine M/M Short Story
Making Him Mine M/M Short Story
Making Him Mine M/M Short Story
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Making Him Mine M/M Short Story

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Kian is an extremely dedicated college student. A shy young man who is determined to reach his goals through hard work and dedication . He has no time for relationships. He is much too busy trying to make his dreams come true. He rewards himself daily for his diligence by visiting his school's cafe for his favorite treat. Kian also uses the visit to break from his strict self induced restrictions by admiring the sexy barista who makes his ice cream floats.

Hudson is perceived as a bad boy by all who sees him. At first glance, people can't help but to notice his multiple tattoos. The intricate artwork decorates almost every surface of visible skin. Then there are the well worn jeans, the band t-shirts, the leather wrist cuffs, and of course, the leather jacket paired with his signature steel toe boots. Those who don't know him, also had no idea about the sharp intelligence behind the rough exterior. They also don't know about his determination to make a certain shy little cutie his own before someone else can.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherDianna Bell
Release dateAug 18, 2015
ISBN9781311337870
Making Him Mine M/M Short Story
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Dianna Bell

I am an an artist and an author. I love to draw, read, and I love to write, my hope is to one day getting my work professionally published. I want to hear someone say, "Oh my, I love that author, or I loved that book." That is my dream.My interest in reading began on one sunny summer afternoon at the age of 12. I went back home to Jamiaca to spend my summer vacation with family that still lived on the island. Well let me tell you, being the youngest and always left out by the older ones, I had nothing to do, until one fateful day I stumbled across my mother's old Mills and Boons and Harlequin books and the rest is history.Over the years reading has become my passion, it is my number one go to whenever I can find the chance, my house, my car, and now through the wonderful world of technology my kindle, my phone, and my computer are covered with books.Then my daughter, bless her heart, another reading addict introduced me to wattpad, huh, free stories...woohoo..then wait, anyone can write in this site...and what do you know, ladydianna01 was born. I ran across all types of genres in there, and then on kindle, but what really grabbed me was Male on Male stories. They were just so much more than regular day in and day out Female and Male love stories. But the stories I read were either one time hookups, or BDSM scenes with no real love and romance, I mean there were some, but I wanted to see if I could combine the two.

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    Making Him Mine M/M Short Story - Dianna Bell

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    Making Him Mine

    By

    Dianna Bell

    Making Him Mine

    Copyright © Dianna Bell 2015

    All Rights Reserved

    Cover Photograph by Dan Skinner

    Edited by C.W. Stevens

    Acknowledgements

    I want to take the time to thank the other talented authors of this genre; you inspire me each and every day. I want to thank my friend Cheryl; you timelessly and generously took time of your life to make the publishing of this story possible. Thank you so very much from the bottom of my heart.

    Making Him Mine

    Chapter 1

    Hudson

    The bell over the cafe door dinged, and I looked up from the book I was reading and spied my shy little mouse. I looked at the clock and, sure enough, it was four o'clock on the dot, the time he usually made his appearance at the school's coffee shop. He performed his cute little routine cautiously, sticking his messy mop of chocolate colored curls through the crack in the door.

    He looked from left to right with those bright, coffee-colored eyes that sparkled behind his thick, horn-rimmed frames. When he determined that it was safe enough or not too crowded, he timidly entered the shop with a stack of books clutched to his slender chest. One or twice I was able to spy the title on the textbooks, and it was obvious that the man was studying for some type of medical degree.

    I tried not to watch his progress into the café as he quickly scurried across the black and white checkered linoleum floor, making a beeline for the order counter where I was waiting for the little beauty. But, of course, I completely failed as my eyes tracked him anyway.

    Let me guess. A cream soda float with one scoop of vanilla ice cream, right? I confirmed his unchanging choice with a raised eyebrow before he had the chance to quietly stutter his order.

    I watched the brilliant red flush overtake his pretty, pixie-like features before he timidly nodded, Yes, then went back to looking anywhere and everywhere else, but at me.

    Giving him a rueful smile, I turned away to work on his order. I had been trying to get him to open his mouth, to say anything other than the request for his favorite treat, but so far I’d gotten nothing, not even his name.

    I already knew when people looked at me, especially those who didn't know me that the first impression they usually got was that I am a tattooed bad boy who enjoys wearing worn-out jeans, band t-shirts, and my signature leather jacket. They definitely didn't see the honors college student who was majoring in Business Administration and Mechanical Engineering, with internships and a future job offer with the Army Corps of Engineers after I graduated. I was okay with that, because if people are shallow enough not to want to get to know me beyond my appearance, then they aren't worth my time getting to know, either. That's the way I felt about how people perceived me.

    I added a sprinkle of cinnamon to the top of his beverage and covered it before I turned to hand it to him. The little cutie slid exact change for his order across the counter and reached for his drink. At the last minute, I snatched the covered cup out of his reach and those gorgeous brown eyes shot up to my face. I could see the confusion on his adorable little face, and I now had the perfect opportunity to see if my shy boy was as gay as I suspected him to be.

    I leaned forward and grabbed hold of his still-hovering hand and pulled him into my personal space. I made sure my lips were a hair’s breath away from his before I let my already deep voice lower another seductive octave or two, and I whispered, What's your name, beautiful? If he's straight he is going to jerk away and tell me to fuck off. If he's gay, or at least bisexual, then as shy as he is, he's going to light up like a friggin' Christmas tree.

    Sure enough, my little cutie's entire face went bright red all the way to the roots of his hair, and those big, bright

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