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Our First Valentine

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Thank you for visiting my website, and checking out my flash fic for Sebastian and Javier, and their first Valentine.

These were two guys who were so much fun to write, and when I was asked to be a part of the Valentine’s Bash and offer some flash fiction, these two jumped to the front of the queue. I hope that you enjoy it 🙂


“But it’s Valentine’s Day, Sebastian!” Javier all but screamed at me.

“And? It’s just another day. You’ll be working anyway.”

No podré tener la noche libre para estar contigo!”

When he spoke in Spanish, it meant he was pissed off. I stared into those deep brown eyes and melted. “I’m sorry,” I said. “What did you say?”

“You need to learn Spanish.”

I rolled my eyes at him, and sighed. “I learnt all the good words. Like polla, and boca, and ahora.”

He softened to me; three magic words that worked every time. Dick, mouth and now. Of course it was childish, but they were the only words I could commit to memory. That wasn’t true. I’d learned te amo when he whispered it to me late one night; then translated it for me. I love you.

“Tell me what you said.” I held my hand out to him and pulled his arm around my waist. Before he had a chance to say anything, I kissed him.

“I said,” he swallowed, “I arranged the night off. So I could spend it with you. It’s our first Valentines together. I did not think you would book anything.”

My head dropped onto his shoulder. My friend, Dave, also known as Drag Queen Miss Belle End, had asked me to cover his gig in Vauxhall. He was being whisked away by his boyfriend for a romantic getaway and didn’t want to lose his spot at the pub.

“I’ll cancel.” I said, into his shoulder. “I don’t need to do it.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. Of course. I don’t fancy putting on all that make up anyway. Plus my Valentine’s Day dress doesn’t fit anymore.”

“That’s not my fault,” he said, with a smile. “You love my food, what can I do about it?”

“Donna doesn’t love your food,” I said. Donna Tracey, my Drag Queen alter-ego had to find creative ways to keep her body the way she liked it. “She curses your name every time she gets dressed.”

“Donna loves me,” Javier said with a big smile.

“I love you,” I said.

He kissed me in reply, this time with added passion.

“You know what,” he said. “You should take the gig. Donna can sing me a song.”

“Donna doesn’t do requests.” She rose up from within me and raised an eyebrow at Javier.

There was a time when he would step back from Donna when she challenged him, but now? Now he seemed to welcome it. There weren’t many guys who could handle a Drag Queen boyfriend.

“Donna will do one for me. I know she will. She loves me as much as you do, Sebastian.”

He always brought it back to us. He loved Donna, but he loved and wanted to spend his time with me more.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked. Donna listened.

“Make me feel you love,” he said.

“Of course, darling. But what song did you want?” I said with a wink.

On the Third KissTo read how Sebastian and Javier got together, you can buy the book at Amazon now 🙂

Sebastian Bennett is really looking forward to his Christmas holiday with boyfriend Elliot Bolton in the Gran Canarian sun. The only thing left is for him to sing one last song at the pub as his Drag Queen alter-ego, Donna Tracey. After the wig, make-up and dress come off, he rushes home to pack, only to find he and his chihuahua, Buster, have been deserted by Elliot, who’s taken someone else to Gran Canaria. Devastated, Sebastian turns to his friend and the pub’s manager, Javier Reyes-Martinez, who helps him pick up the pieces.

Javier seems determined to bring fun and laughter back into Sebastian’s life during this holiday season, and Sebastian is both grateful and enchanted. After a family Christmas and a word of advice from his great-uncle, Sebastian starts to look at Javier in a different light. Is Javier as fond of Sebastian as he appears, or is Sebastian being misled by his own need? If he’s reading the signs right—and if he’s ready to move on from his previous heartbreak—could he and Javier be much more than friends?

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