Eric
Maybe Ive made a mistake. My cottage, albeit charming, needs nonstop work, the weathers abysmal, and my last bank account statement simply said, Bless your heart. But I dont regret moving to the Swedish countryside. The job is great, and Im making friends. Who said Swedes were cold and distant? I only need some cheap firewood to tide me over until the real spring arrives.
Out of nowhere comes rescuea gorgeous Viking on a tractor. He helps me with firewood and drives me to the hardware store. I shouldnt be crushing on Björn since he looks as straight as they come. But then the shy hunk of a man turns up on my porch with a bag of cinnamon rolls, blushing
Björn
Life is uneventful for a gay man in a village of three hundred people, but I like it quiet. I have fifteen thousand hectares of forest to manage, so its not like I get bored.
Except now an American from the South bought an old cottage on the edge of my property and hes shoveling April snow in his sneakers. The good people of Gryta are already betting on when hell run back to Stockholm.
Eric is in dire need of help, so here I am, dangling on a ladder, pressure-washing the gutters on his cottage. Hes absolutely charming, gorgeous, and all my wet dreams come true. I wish I could at least slow down my falling in love with himbecause what if he leaves?
Fools Spring is a contemporary gay romance about a South Carolinian teacher moving to the Swedish countryside. Low angst and a slow burn that turns into high heat. Finding home, HEA.
Genre: Gay Romance
Maybe Ive made a mistake. My cottage, albeit charming, needs nonstop work, the weathers abysmal, and my last bank account statement simply said, Bless your heart. But I dont regret moving to the Swedish countryside. The job is great, and Im making friends. Who said Swedes were cold and distant? I only need some cheap firewood to tide me over until the real spring arrives.
Out of nowhere comes rescuea gorgeous Viking on a tractor. He helps me with firewood and drives me to the hardware store. I shouldnt be crushing on Björn since he looks as straight as they come. But then the shy hunk of a man turns up on my porch with a bag of cinnamon rolls, blushing
Björn
Life is uneventful for a gay man in a village of three hundred people, but I like it quiet. I have fifteen thousand hectares of forest to manage, so its not like I get bored.
Except now an American from the South bought an old cottage on the edge of my property and hes shoveling April snow in his sneakers. The good people of Gryta are already betting on when hell run back to Stockholm.
Eric is in dire need of help, so here I am, dangling on a ladder, pressure-washing the gutters on his cottage. Hes absolutely charming, gorgeous, and all my wet dreams come true. I wish I could at least slow down my falling in love with himbecause what if he leaves?
Fools Spring is a contemporary gay romance about a South Carolinian teacher moving to the Swedish countryside. Low angst and a slow burn that turns into high heat. Finding home, HEA.
Genre: Gay Romance
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