Zippadacious (Love's Landscapes)

Travis Garamond has always been a responsible son; he worked every summer in high school to help his family after his father’s illness and death. Now the hospital bills are paid off and everyone expects him to go to college, find a nice guy, and move on. When does he get to live his own life, his own way?

Taj Djaru is also satisfying family expectations. A mixed-race, Aboriginal Australian, he’s studying linguistics helping preserve indigenous folklore, but his academic career needs a boost. He also has a secret passion that his past boyfriends didn’t understand. After his last relationship blew up, he moved across the globe to San Diego.

When they meet, it’s instant lust and genuine like, but Taj fears Travis won’t accept the real man inside. Travis won’t be sidetracked; he knows Taj is the right man for him. If Taj will give them a chance, Travis is sure they can ride off into the sunset together on his vintage Moto Guzzi. And solve a seventy-year old mystery too.

This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's " Love’s Landscapes " event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story.

Dear Author,
It has been one of THOSE days where everything goes wrong from the start of the morning until the end of the day. Besides the alarm clock malfunctioning, my hair has decided to defy gravity in clumps today taking on many intriguing shapes while the rest of my hair lies flat and behaves.
Something clearly has happened to my boss last night. He is so prickly it’s like he has a stick so far up his ass that I can see it in the back of his throat as he yells at me. (My job: up to you but hopefully very dirty and physical)
And while everything is going to shit and I am at my worst who walks in but a virtual GOD of course!

Photo Description:
A ripped, dark-haired young man sprawls against some shelves. Shirtless, his dirt-encrusted abs exposed, with his fly unzipped, his dirty jeans have slipped down to his thighs, revealing white designer briefs and teasing mesh fly. On the shelf behind him, are storage boxes full to capacity, a small portrait of a serene, dark-skinned man rounds out picture frames, loose photographs, and pair of a heavy-duty work gloves.

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