Welcome to the Release Blitz of Watching and Wanting by Jay Northcote
Length: 52,000 words
Housemates Series – though a series, each book can be read as a standalone.
Watching Judeís cam show stirs desires Shawnís always denied…
Shawn is adrift. Recently graduated, heís stuck in a dead-end job that barely pays the bills. His girlfriend dumped him, his friends have moved on, and heís still in Plymouthógoing nowhere.
Jude is a student living in the same shared house. Out and proud, heís everything Shawnís been running from since he hit puberty. When Shawn discovers Jude works as a cam boy, he canít resist the urge to watch one of his shows. It makes Shawn want things that scare him, yet his fascination forces him to confront his attraction.
Keen to explore his bicurious side, Shawn suggests they do a show together. Jude agrees, and things get complicatedóand kinkyófast. But Jude isnít looking to get involved with someone so deep in the closet. If Shawnís going to get what he wants, he needs to find the courage to stop hiding from himself and be honest about who he is.
Back in the living room, he threw himself into his armchair again. The TV was on, showing an old episode of Prison Break, but Shawn wasnít paying attention to it. Sunk in a black hole of despondency, he gazed surreptitiously around the room at his housemates instead.
Jude, one of the new guys whoíd moved in last month, sat in a corner of one of the sofas doing something on his phone, his dark curly head bending low and the glow of the screen lighting up his angular features. Shawn wondered what he was doingóprobably hooking up on Grindr or something.
That twist of discomfort flared in his gut again. He knew he shouldnít care. It was none of his business, but the idea that Jude might be planning some hook-up with some random guy lodged in his consciousness like a stone in a shoe. Maybe it was just because Shawn was single again and would have to get back to hooking up if he wanted any action. The idea of being back on Tinder wasnít as appealing as it should be.
Shawn turned his attention to the other sickeningly happy couple in the room. Ewan wasnít technically one of Shawnís housemates. He lived next door, but he might as well have moved in for the amount of time he spent there with Dev. Ewan had his arm around Dev, and as Shawn watched, he turned his ginger head and murmured something in Devís ear. Dev turned to look at him and they exchanged a soft smile. Then Dev pressed a kiss to Ewanís lips, which lingered long enough to make Shawn uncomfortable.
Irrational anger bubbled up, spilling out of his mouth before he could hold the words back. ìFor fuckís sake. Canít you save that for your room?î
Dev pulled away quickly, his cheeks flaming. ìSorry,î he muttered.
Ewan glared at Shawn. ìWhatís your problem?î
Shawn shrugged and glared back. ìI just donít need to see it, thatís all.î
ìWell, the televisionís over there, so stop fucking looking at us if you donít like it. It was just a kiss. Itís not like weíre blowing each other on the sofa or anything. Jesus.î
ìUgh. And thank you for that mental image.î Shawn did a mock shudder.
ìWhoa, Shawn. What the hellís wrong with you tonight?î
Jezís voice cut through Shawnís drunken, angry haze, and he realised that all eyes in the room were on him. He caught Judeís gaze, curious and assessing, and flushed at the unwanted attention.
ìYou should be used to it by now,î Jez continued. ìYouíve lived with me and Mac long enough. And Iíve totally caught you groping Beth on the sofa before. You donít get a free pass for living room shenanigans just because youíre the only straight couple in the house since Dani moved out.î
That was the spark that ignited Shawnís anger past the point of no return. ìYeah? Well, maybe Iím just tired of being surrounded by all the gay in here. I never signed up for this when we moved in together.î He stood, sloshing beer out of his nearly full bottle and onto the carpet. ìI donít have to like it.î
ìFeel free to find somewhere else to live, then.î
Even Jez, who was rarely moved to anger, sounded pissed now.
ìYeah. Maybe I will.î Shawn stormed to the door, careful not to ruin his exit by walking into the coffee table again. ìOh, and for your information? Me and Beth split up today, so we wonít be the token straight couple any more.î
He slammed the door behind him and stomped up the stairs to his room on the first floor. He slammed that door too, but it didnít make him feel any better. After throwing himself down on the bed, he clutched his pillow and let harsh sobs of fury burst out of him until the red mist receded and shame and guilt crept in to fill the place where his anger had been.
Meet Jay Northcote
Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England. He comes from a family of writers, but always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed him by. He spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content.
One day, Jay decided to try and write a short storyójust to see if he couldóand found it rather addictive. He hasnít stopped writing since.
Jay writes contemporary romance about men who fall in love with other men. He has five books published by Dreamspinner Press, and also self-publishes under the imprint Jaybird Press. Many of his books are now available as audiobooks.
Jay is transgender and was formerly known as she/her.
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