clear cut

About Precious Possession

by Alexi Silversmith
29 pages / 6700 words
Ebook zipped file contains - html, lit, Adobe and Sony optimized pdf, prc, epub

Ben Watts and Fletcher Stein are newly married and crazy in love, and when they find their perfect house, they think things couldn’t be better. There's only one catch. The place is haunted. Fletcher and Ben laugh the stories off, but somehow once they move in everything starts to go wrong. A year later, their passionate opposite-attracts relationship has started to feel more like the clash of the Titans, and Ben doesn't know what to do to keep Fletcher from leaving. Then the ghost shows up. And she’s got an idea...

chile

Sample

Looking back, Ben realized that all the problems hadn't really started when they'd moved into Holly Tree House. Things hadn't been perfect between him and Fletcher; things were never perfect in any relationship, and Ben definitely wasn't a saint. But at the time, it had seemed like the damn place had to be cursed -- like the ghost stories must be true -- the way that things went downhill as soon as the contracts were signed.

Before Holly Tree, life had been simple.

Ben Watts loved Fletcher Stein. It was a shock to both of them, because Fletcher -- with his job in accounting, his tall, whipcord body, serious attitude and steel-rimmed glasses -- was not Ben's normal type at all. Ben usually went for short, cute guys, guys who were the life and soul of the party. Fletcher didn't even like parties. He liked staying in with a good book and a glass of chilled Chablis.

Ben wasn't Fletcher's type, either. Ben was a big, what-you-see-is-what-you-get joiner and carpenter who would rather put a drill in his ear than listen to opera. He loved to go out and dance and live it up, and he drank beer, not wine, although he did like a good book, especially if there was plenty of sex in it.

But the first time that Fletcher had come to Ben's workshop to commission a bookcase, Fletcher had seen how Ben's big hands gently shaped the wood he worked with like it was infinitely precious and fragile, how Ben's creations were like pieces of art to him and Ben put his soul in each one, and how Ben pulled an anxious, vulnerable face when he waited for someone's opinion on his work, and Fletcher had fallen in love.

Close Window