Genre: LGBT Fiction
Published: December 2, 2015
Cole Martin and his family return to Virginia to spend Christmas with his Great Aunt Bonny. He is reunited with his crush, Dewey Smith. They met during his visit last summer. Together, they share tender moments of first experiences and sweet kisses. Then they take a romantic buggy ride through the snow on one magical moonlit night. A ride that Cole will never forget. This book also includes first chapters of published works by CJ Baty, as well as first chapters from books coming soon.
Every once in a while one of the couples would go off for a walk, hidden by the shade of the apple trees. They never stayed away too long but we all knew what they were doing. There were no adults around so we gave everyone their privacy. Darlene had disappeared with one of the other hired hands when Dewey put down his guitar. He pulled a pack of smokes out of his pocket and started to walk off through the trees alone. Just before he stepped into the darkness, he turned back to the fire where the rest of us were setting.
“Cole,” he said grabbing my attention fully. “Would you like to walk with me while I smoke?” I couldn’t believe he was asking me. The others around the fire didn’t seem to notice that he had asked me and I wondered what they thought. We all knew what the couples who had left and come back were doing. Was Dewey saying he wanted me like that too?
I’d never been interested in the girls back home but I just always assumed it was because I’d never met the right girl. Could I be interested in boys instead? I mean I knew there were guys who liked guys in the world but was that me? I knew that when Dewey looked at me, or smiled my way, my heart stuttered in my chest. In the field yesterday when he had pulled off his shirt and wiped the sweat from his body, I couldn’t help but look at his muscled chest. Something about it drew me. But did that mean I liked guys?
“Cole,” he called again taking a drag off the cigarette. I looked at his lips and wondered if they would be soft or hard and what they would feel like against my own. Standing, I walked to the edge of the darkness where he stood and stepped in line beside him as he strutted into the apple trees. It was my first kiss, my first real kiss and it was heaven. Under a starry, summer night with a warm breeze blowing through the tree leaves above us and the smell of ripening apples in the air, Dewey kissed me and changed my life forever.
About the Author
CJ Baty lives in southwest Ohio with her very patient husband and two encouraging children. Her heart however, lives in the mountains of Tennessee where she hopes to retire some day. The mountains have always provided her with inspiration and a soothing balm to the stresses of everyday life. The dream of writing her own stories started in high school but was left on the back burner of life until her son introduced her to Fan Fiction and encouraged her to give it a try. She found that her passion for telling a story was still there and writing them down to share with others was much more thrilling than she had ever expected. One thing she has learned from life and she is often heard to say is, “You are never too old to follow your dream!”