Two thousand miles. Eleven months. One night a year in a town neither of us lives in anymore.
MARCUS
Going home is a performance. One I’ve rehearsed my whole life, even if I’m not sure why I keep showing back up.
Then I met him.
Evan is confident, happy, free in a way I’m immediately drawn to. Our chance encounter was only meant to be a one-time thing – a way for us to blow off some steam while we were both in town for the holiday.
But three years later, I find myself looking forward to going home in a way I never thought possible. Evan is the first good thing in my life in a long time. Which is exactly how I know it won't last.
EVAN
I have a great life in Seattle with good friends and my dream job, but it still feels like something is missing.
Maybe it’s being so far from my family. Going home to see them is always one of the highlights of my year.
Even more so since meeting Marcus.
I know our situation is meant to be a holiday fling, but after three years of hotel rooms and opening up to each other in a way that feels like so much more, it’s hard not to wonder what we could be – if he’d give us the chance.
Are we strong enough to survive the distance, or is one night a year all we’ll ever get?
Every November is a standalone MM romance with a long-distance situationship, mutual pining, and hurt/comfort themes. HEA guaranteed.
Genre: Gay Romance
MARCUS
Going home is a performance. One I’ve rehearsed my whole life, even if I’m not sure why I keep showing back up.
Then I met him.
Evan is confident, happy, free in a way I’m immediately drawn to. Our chance encounter was only meant to be a one-time thing – a way for us to blow off some steam while we were both in town for the holiday.
But three years later, I find myself looking forward to going home in a way I never thought possible. Evan is the first good thing in my life in a long time. Which is exactly how I know it won't last.
EVAN
I have a great life in Seattle with good friends and my dream job, but it still feels like something is missing.
Maybe it’s being so far from my family. Going home to see them is always one of the highlights of my year.
Even more so since meeting Marcus.
I know our situation is meant to be a holiday fling, but after three years of hotel rooms and opening up to each other in a way that feels like so much more, it’s hard not to wonder what we could be – if he’d give us the chance.
Are we strong enough to survive the distance, or is one night a year all we’ll ever get?
Every November is a standalone MM romance with a long-distance situationship, mutual pining, and hurt/comfort themes. HEA guaranteed.
Genre: Gay Romance
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