Gays of Our Lives

July 12, 2016

29862883Things Obie Does When he Probably Should be Working

6:13 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Babe, these shifts are killing me. I feel like I’ve been here forever.

6:24 p.m., text message from Emerson Robinette: …

6:26 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: I can’t believe I just pulled out my phone to look and your whole message was an ellipsis!

6:31 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Wait. Are your hands being punks tonight?

7:02 p.m., text message from Emerson Robinette: They’re fine. A little stiff.

7:07 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Record a message. I’ll hide and listen to it.

7:10 p.m., text message from Emerson Robinette: What the hell? Record a voice mail?

7:19 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: No, no. In the text screen. Hit the little record button.

7:41 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Wait, so what does this do? Does it transcribe? Or is it actually sending you my, like, wait, are you going to listen to this right now? You’re at work! How’re you gonna—

7:46 p.m., text message from Emerson Robinette: …

7:59 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Aw. <3 I need headphones so I can listen to you all the time.

8:23 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Mildred is laughing at us, thanks a lot. Do you mean you’re listening to me in public where other people can hear? You better not be, Obie!

8:35 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Scold me some more, hot stuff.

8:40 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: [garbled]

8:47 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: I’ll consider that a promise. 😉

8:54 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Admit it, this is better than texting.

8:57 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Actually, yeah, it’s better. I guess I should keep you around for your good ideas. [Muffled] Did you hear me sigh there? I was trying to sigh really loudly so you’d hear it.

9:05 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Oh, baby, I *always* hear you sigh. 🙂

9:07 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: I have been here forever.

9:10 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Maybe if you were actually, I don’t know, working, time would pass faster.

9:14 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: And deprive myself of your company? Never! 😛

9:23 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: I’m not taking the blame if you get fired.

9:42 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: They love me. You want food when I’m out of here?

9:53 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Mildred says bring home burritos.

9:57 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: I just left a really short message because my brain was in text mode. Ha. This is weird. I wish you could leave me voice things.

10:09 p.m., voice message from Obie Magoveny: Hey, babe. Love you.

10:23 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: You still there?

10:25 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Yeah. Uh. Fuck.

10:28 p.m., text message from Emerson Robinette: Love you too.

10:30 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: I had to text that so Mildred won’t mock me.

10:35 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Did that stop her?

10:39 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Not really.

10:45 p.m., voice message from Obie Magoveny: I’ll see you in a few, babe. I gotta go finish up now. [Kiss noise]

10:52 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Oh my god, did you just kiss me through the phone? Oh my god. Stop laughing. I can feel you laughing right now, Obadiah!

10:58 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: Mildred is talking so much shit right now.

11:00 p.m., voice message from Emerson Robinette: I’m totally punishing you for that.

11:02 p.m., text message from Obie Magoveny: Looking forward to it, babe. 🙂

About Gays of Our Lives

Emerson Robinette only leaves his apartment to get laid and go to work. Having MS—and trying to pretend he doesn’t—makes everything more complicated, especially his fantasies of coming on strong and holding a guy down. Finding a partner who’ll explore that with him isn’t Emerson’s idea of a realistic goal.

Until a chance meeting with a hipster on a bus makes him reconsider. Obie is happy, open-hearted, and warm; what’s more, he gets his kicks being physically dominated, spanked, and teased until he’s begging. It would be perfect, except for one thing: Emerson isn’t made for happiness, and he doesn’t see how a guy like Obie would settle for a cynic like him.

But as far as Obie’s concerned, the only thing keeping them apart is Emerson. Can Emerson handle a boyfriend who’s more invested in his future than he is? Emerson’s barely convinced he has a future. But when Obie’s smiling at him, anything seems possible.

About Kris Ripper

Kris Ripper lives in the great state of California and hails from the San Francisco Bay Area. Kris shares a converted garage with a toddler, can do two pull-ups in a row, and can write backwards. (No, really.) Kris is genderqueer and prefers the z-based pronouns because they’re freaking sweet. Ze has been writing fiction since ze learned how to write, and boring zir stuffed animals with stories long before that.

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