Title: Waiting for the Flood
Author: Alexis Hall
Published: February 23rd 2015
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Genre: LGBT, Contemporary, Romance
Length: 95 pages
I received a copy of this book through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
Book Blurb (via Goodreads):
People come as well as go.
Twelve years ago, Edwin Tully came to Oxford and fell in love with a boy named Marius. He was brilliant. An artist. It was going to be forever.
Two years ago, it ended.
Now Edwin lives alone in the house they used to share. He tends to damaged books and faded memories, trying to a build a future from the fragments of the past.
Then the weather turns, and the river spills into Edwin’s quiet world, bringing with it Adam Dacre from the Environment Agency. An unlikely knight, this stranger with roughened hands and worn wellingtons, but he offers Edwin the hope of something he thought he would never have again.
As the two men grow closer in their struggle against the rising waters, Edwin learns he can’t protect himself from everything—and sometimes he doesn’t need to try.
This is a charming story about falling in love again. A nice, quick read, especially perfect for a rainy day.
Edwin is still trying to get over his ex, Marius, who walked out on him after ten years together. As a flood threatens his home, Edwin meets the lovely Adam, who is in charge of keeping the flood under control in his area.
It’s a nice story, with a feel-good factor to it. Edwin and Adam are really cute together and it was lovely to see their relationship develop.
A good story, quick read. It lacks the development of a longer story, things seemed a bit rushed, but it’s still a good read.
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About the Author
Alexis Hall was born in the early 1980s and still thinks the 21st century is the future. To this day, he feels cheated that he lived through a fin de siècle but inexplicably failed to drink a single glass of absinthe, dance with a single courtesan, or stay in a single garret. He did the Oxbridge thing sometime in the 2000s and failed to learn anything of substance. He has had many jobs, including ice cream maker, fortune teller, lab technician, and professional gambler. He was fired from most of them.
He can neither cook nor sing, but he can handle a 17th century smallsword, punts from the proper end, and knows how to hotwire a car.
He lives in southeast England, with no cats and no children, and fully intends to keep it that way.