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Unexpected Dad: Gay Romance
Unexpected Dad: Gay Romance
Unexpected Dad: Gay Romance
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One day Tyler finds a surprise on his doorstep. Whether he is ready for her or not, little Julie needs a father. Or maybe she needs two. Tyler and Jake have been best friends, inseparable since college. Now they have to adjust to Tyler's new role as a dad. As Jake helps him cope with being a new father to a little girl, Tyler might be looking at two big changes in his life.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTrina Solet
Release dateNov 30, 2013
ISBN9781310876868
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    Unexpected Dad - Trina Solet

    Unexpected Dad: Gay Romance

    By Trina Solet

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright © 2013 by Trina Solet

    All rights reserved.

    No part of this publication may be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

    This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, locales or actual events is entirely coincidental.

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    Unexpected Dad

    Gay Romance

    By Trina Solet

    This novel contains material intended for mature readers.

    Chapter 1

    Some time last night, Tyler had abandoned his car because he was too drunk to get behind the wheel. The next day he had forgotten that his car wasn’t parked in the garage of his apartment building. It was in a parking lot behind some bar, or along the street in front of some bar. That’s all he knew. He hadn’t needed it until the late afternoon. Then it took him more than an hour to retrace his steps from bar to bar before he found where he had parked it. When he got back home later that evening, there was a surprise waiting for him.

    The night before, he and Jake had gone for a quiet night out. That meant that instead of a noisy club or two, they had gone to several gay bars. The night was a blur of bartenders scowling at Jake for the obnoxious way he got their attention, patrons threatening Jake with bodily harm for spilling drinks on them, and a kissing contest that Jake won by not letting the cute, blindfolded judge kiss anyone but him. As they stumbled around after being thrown out, Jake tried to defend himself.

    Ty, you know I have a weakness for perfectly proportioned, little, black musclemen, Jake said as he threw his arm around Tyler’s shoulders and leaned on him heavily.

    That was an accurate description of the judge. He wasn’t very tall. Tyler would call him compact to his face, not short. His muscles were textbook perfect. And once he removed his blindfold, he revealed the prettiest brown eyes Tyler had ever seen. Tyler must have said something out loud about his eyes, because Jake objected, Prettier than mine?

    Tyler took a good look at Jake, pretending that he needed to be reminded of what he looked like. Like that was a sight he could ever forget. If he wasn’t used to him, he would have to call Jake breathtaking. He was tall, muscular but not bulging. His eyes were dark brown and piercing. His hair was dark brown too, and he often let it grow out until Tyler told him it was time for a haircut. I refuse to hang out with Bigfoot, he would tell him. That carelessness about his appearance was part of Jake’s charm. His five o’clock shadow was always early. His mouth was always ready to smirk or frown or sneer, but it was always kissable. The whole package was like someone closed his eyes and imagined a perfect man – gorgeous, masculine and easy to be with. But best of all, Jake carried himself like he didn’t know any of this.

    After a long look, Tyler gave his verdict on the quality of his eyes.

    Sorry. His eyes were prettier.

    Well, they weren’t prettier than yours, Jake said.

    Tyler grinned at the unexpected compliment. Not that his eyes didn’t get him plenty of praise. His eyes were green, and he remembered Jake saying to him when he first met him, They’re not just green. They’re gorgeous. Right before that, Jake had walked over the university lawn to threatened Tyler. Tyler remembered seeing this tall, gorgeous guy coming at him, looking ready either to fuck or to fight.

    I just walked all the way over here to get a good, close look at those eyes. If they are contacts, I will slug you. And with his powerful frame to back up his words, Jake was pretty intimidating. But not to Tyler.

    Just try it, Tyler said, getting in his face. But for your information, they are just my regulation, standard issue, green eyes with no unnatural enhancements.

    They had been inseparable ever since. At the time, Tyler was still new to being gay. Sometimes Jake was his guide and his mentor. Sometimes he was the guy he had to hustle out of range of a fistfight or an imminent call to the police. Not that Tyler didn’t get into some tight spots himself. But there was Jake every time ready to back him up or make things even worse before they got the hell out of there.

    Tyler had worried that they would drift apart after college, but years later, they were still getting into trouble together every chance they got. Not that Jake was an asset to Tyler when they went out. Tyler felt like he always stood in his shadow. He wasn’t unappreciated though. Tyler had wavy blond hair that he hardly even needed to touch. His physique couldn’t compare with Jake’s, but it could more than compete with pretty much anyone else’s. The last guy Tyler picked up had told him, Your friend grabbed my attention, but you held it. That was nice to hear. Jake was a powerhouse. He made men drool. And then he made them want to deck him. But there was no shortage of eyes that followed only Tyler. Some of those men could have Tyler for the night, but no one got to keep him for long. Truthfully, Tyler’s only long term relationship was with Jake. For better or for worse, but only as friends.

    With his car safely recovered and in the garage, Tyler now went back to his apartment. When he stepped out of the elevator, he wondered if he had gotten off on the wrong floor.

    Two middle-aged women and a little girl were waiting outside his apartment door. One of the women, who was tall with straight, dark hair, asked him if he was Tyler Weston.

    That’s me.

    Having confirmed his identity, she turned to the little girl and told her, Wait here with Mimi while I go talk to your dad.

    Who? Tyler asked as the dark haired woman drew him aside, back toward the elevator.

    As they stepped away, the woman stared hard at him.

    You really don’t know anything about her, do you? she said seeing his bewilderment.

    What?

    I’m Silvia Armstrong. That little girl is Julie Armstrong. Armstrong, does that ring a bell? How about Leslie Armstrong? Leslie was her mother. She frowned deeply and searched Tyler’s face for recognition.

    Was? Tyler asked. He had caught the past tense when she spoke about Leslie.

    Leslie died two years ago. I guess you don’t know about that either. I’m sorry. She looked less stern and more sorrowful when she said this.

    Tyler closed his eyes, struck by the news of Leslie’s death. Silvia gave him a minute before she continued.

    After her mother died, Julie was living with me and her grandfather. But now her grandfather is gone. An aneurysm. She paused for her own sake this time and blinked a few times before she went on. Julie is a dear, sweet girl, but I have my own children and grandchildren. Julie is your daughter. She is your responsibility.

    Tyler looked from Silvia to the little girl. That’s when he noticed the two small, red suitcases that stood behind the other woman and the little girl, Julie. He looked at her closely for the first time, and she smiled at him uncertainly. Her smile was crooked where new teeth hadn’t filled in the gaps yet. She looked like she was about 6 years old, which was about right if she was his. Her hair was the same long, unruly, light brown mess like her mother’s. Her eyes were green like Tyler’s. And those eyes were now looking at him questioningly as he stared at her.

    Let me introduce you, Silvia said as they went closer. Julie, honey, this is your dad.

    Hi, Julie said and smiled again.

    Tyler, this is Julie, your daughter.

    Tyler gulped.

    Nice to meet you, he said, and Julie’s smile grew bigger.

    When no one said anything more for a while, Julie spoke up.

    Am I going to live with you now?

    Tyler looked at Silvia, who was ready with the answer.

    Yes, you are, honey. It’s all been arranged, she said.

    Though Silvia had answered her question, Julie still looked at Tyler for confirmation.

    Is that your stuff? he asked her pointing to the two suitcases.

    Julie nodded.

    OK. Let’s bring them in, he said and unlocked the door.

    His heart was racing. He was in a daze. And he had to hold it all back because this little girl wouldn’t take her eyes off him. Her look was still questioning but also pleased. It was like Tyler had met her expectations somehow. If that was the case, he certainly wasn’t going to disappoint her by having a freakout in front of her. He would save it for later. He wondered if that was why Silvia had presented him with a done deal instead of breaking the news to him gently. This was the equivalent of being pushed off a cliff straight into fatherhood. Tyler felt like he was still falling, waiting to hit the ground. For now, there were practical matters to attend to, and Silvia wasn’t going to let him forget that.

    Do you have a spare room? Silvia asked him as he carried Julie’s bags into his apartment.

    I have an office, Tyler said.

    Not any more, she informed him.

    Tyler’s apartment was spacious, but it was only meant for one person to spread out in comfort. And his office was absolutely necessary to him. Just looking at all the equipment in there should have told Silvia as much. But all she was interested in was whether the couch in his office would be adequate as a temporary bed for Julie. Unlike Silvia, Julie wasn’t eager to take Tyler’s office away from him.

    I can sleep on that couch, Julie offered, pointing to his leather sofa in the living room.

    No. You need your own room, Silvia told her.

    Julie again looked at Tyler for the final decision. She seemed to think that he had some say in what was happening. She was wrong.

    Tyler noticed the plump woman, who Silvia called Mimi. She had also come in with them so Tyler introduced himself to her.

    I’m Mimi, a friend of Silvia’s. I’m just here for moral support, she said, and she patted his arm. Then she handed Tyler a box. She said it was Julie’s paperwork.

    It was a big box and it scared him a little. Coming over, Silvia took out one of the folders and explained about Julie’s school. Tyler got a quick peek at the contents of the box. It held three photo albums and a smaller box with more photos. There was also a set of memory cards that weren’t labeled but might have come from a camera. As Silvia took Julie to his office to set up her things, Tyler flipped through one of the albums. There was Julie as an even younger kid and as a baby often with Leslie in the picture, holding her. Seeing her was a little overwhelming for Tyler. He set the album aside. Also in the box were more papers and folders about Julie’s school, dentist, and pediatrician. What got his full attention was Julie’s birth certificate with his name on it as the father. The sight of it made this even more real for him. He looked up just as Silvia called him over. He caught a glimpse of Julie poking around in one of her suitcases.

    Silvia was obviously used to taking charge, and so far Tyler had let her. Now she wanted to reorganize his office, move some stuff out. She volunteered herself and Mimi to help him carry out some of the heavier things. But Tyler had reached his limit. He hadn’t had a minute to absorb any of what he had just learned.

    Thank you, he said.

    Thinking that was all he meant to say, Silvia started giving instructions, We can shift this over and ...

    Tyler had to interrupt her.

    I mean, thank you for the offer. I appreciate it. But I can handle all this, he told her.

    I don’t think... Silvia started to object, but this time she stopped herself. Right. Of course. She looked over at Julie sadly. Going over to where Julie stood next to the couch in the office, she kissed her on the forehead. Then she got her purse and joined Mimi by the front door.

    I’d like to stop by tomorrow after work. That would be around 6:00. It’s not a short drive. I won’t be doing that often, but I just need to reassure myself about Julie. I hope that’s all right, Silvia said. She wasn’t really asking, but her tone was milder than before.

    It’s a good idea, Tyler told her. He was very aware of Julie standing next to him. She waved to Silvia and Mimi until the elevator doors closed.

    Though he had wanted them to go, now that they were out of his hair, Tyler wanted to call them back. He was left alone

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