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Part & Parcel by Abigail Roux : Blog Tour and Giveaway

December 23, 2015 by Denise

Nick O’Flaherty and Kelly Abbott had their happy ending in sight when a friend’s call for help almost ended with them losing it to the blade of a knife. Now, in the aftermath of near-disaster, both men are trying to heal and move on.

Moving on together, though, is harder than either of them realized it would be. Kelly struggles with simply being a lover instead of the Doc, while Nick is mired in his recovery. The distance between them inches along in stilted silence.

Desperately seeking solace, Nick finally gathers the courage to sort through the possessions his dear friend and fellow Sidewinder teammate Elias Sanchez left him when he died. Instead of comforting memories, Nick and Kelly find a stack of letters and strict instructions from Eli that prompt them to send out a call for assistance. With Eli’s letters in hand, Sidewinder sets out on one last mission together, seeking peace and absolution from beyond the grave—and from each other.

http://www.riptidepublishing.com/titles/part-and-parcel

Abigail Roux was born and raised in North Carolina. A past volleyball star who specializes in sarcasm and painful historical accuracy, she currently spends her time coaching high school volleyball and investigating the mysteries of single motherhood. Any spare time is spent living and dying with every Atlanta Braves and Carolina Panthers game of the year.

Abigail has a daughter, Little Roux, who is the light of her life, a boxer, four rescued cats who play an ongoing live-action variation of Call of Duty throughout the house, a certifiable extended family down the road, and a cast of thousands in her head.

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To celebrate the release of Part & Parcel, we are selecting TWO giveaway winners! One will receive the last four Cut & Run books in audio, and the other will receive the full Sidewinder series in audio. Your first comment at each stop on this tour enters you in the drawing. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on December 26, 2015. Contest is NOT restricted to U.S. Entries. Follow the tour for more opportunities to enter the giveaway, and don’t forget to leave your email or method of contact so Riptide can reach you if you win!

12 Days of Christmas Giveaway from TCO

December 7, 2015 by Denise

I love the holidays. I do!!! For no other reason than I feel like the world is just a little nicer. People are still in a rush, but they slow down and notice the little things a little more. You see far more examples of people paying it forward, or stopping to help someone. It all makes me happy, so I thought…why not be in a giving mood?

So, 12 Days of Christmas!!! Prizes galore!!! And all you have to do is stop by, share a little, click on some rafflecopter stuff, and you are entered into the drawings. 12 days = 12 prizes. Some donated by authors, some by the blog. All as a thank you to the readers, and the blog followers at this time of year.

What can you win?

Just a few things that will make you happy!

Kindle Fire

Gift Cards

Signed books and Ebooks

And a 2016 Warwick Rowers calendar!!!

Enjoy the holidays. And if you win, pay it forward. 🙂

P.S. You can also get to the giveaway quickly by going to the Giveaway tab on our FB page. https://www.facebook.com/twochicksobsessed/
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Will & Patrick Do the Holidays by Blake and Griffiths : Blog Tour, Excerpt, Review and Giveaway

November 24, 2015 by Denise

Author: Leta Blake & Alice Griffiths

Title: Will & Patrick Do the Holidays

Series Title and Number: Wake Up Married, Episode 3

Publisher: Leta Blake Books

Release Date: November 23, 2015

Genre: Romantic Comedy M/M Romance

Tags: gay, woke up married, tropes, rom-com, mafia, forced marriage, disabled heroes

Heat Level: 5!!!! Super hot!!

Pairing: M/M

Length: 117 Pages

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Follow Will & Patrick as they do the holidays in this third installment of the romantic-comedy serial, Wake Up Married, by best-selling author Leta Blake and newcomer Alice Griffiths!

A couple’s first holiday season is always a special time. Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve are magical when you’re in love. Too bad Will and Patrick’s marriage is a sham and they’re only faking their affection for each other. Or are they?

Sparks fly in this episode of the Wake Up Married serial. Will the sexual tension between Will and Patrick finally explode in a needy night of passion? Or will they continue to deny their feelings?
Episode 3 of 6 in the Wake Up Married serial.

“Ah, the acrid smell of insulin in the morning.” Patrick’s voice is still gravelly from sleep as he turns on the shower and pulls down his black boxer-briefs revealing his tight ass.

Will looks quickly away and back to the syringe he’s filling by the bathroom sink. “I can never get the last dose to eject from the insulin pens. I always have to pull it out with a needle.”

“After living with you, I have an entire list of ways they can improve insulin pen injectors.”

“I should have my lawyer queue up an appointment for you with the pharmaceutical company.”

“You do that, puddin’-pop, and I’ll be there with a PowerPoint presentation. It’ll consist of four words over and over. ‘Do your damn job.’ If pushed, I might throw in a ‘Don’t make me do it for you’ as a closing argument.”

Will pinches a bit of fat from his abdomen and sticks himself quickly. He’s done this for years, but he never stops hating it. Especially syringes. They’re somehow worse than the insulin pens. “I’ll ask Owen to make that happen.”

Patrick snorts from behind the curtain. Will glances over and heat floods his gut as he notices the shadow outline of Patrick’s morning wood. “Oh, um, let me just—” He hustles to deal with the used needle and ends up dropping the syringe in the sink. The scent of insulin grows stronger. “Why does it smell like Band-Aids?” Will muses as he finally gets rid of the used needle and cleans up the syringe, tossing the now-empty insulin pen.

“It’s the preservative. Meta-cresol,” Patrick says. “Mmm, so clinical. So sexy.”

“And you’re so weird.”

“Nothing like the smell of a hospital to get my motor running.”

Will glances back at Patrick’s shadow behind the shower curtain. He’s still got a half chub flopping around as he washes his hair. Will clears his throat.

“Have you considered an insulin pump?” Patrick asks.

Will tries to drag his mind from Patrick’s erection. “I don’t want one.”

“Because?”

“I don’t like the idea of having something attached to me. All the time. Something I have to rely on to do its job.”

“You trust insulin pens have the right dosage, that the dial works, that they’re—“

“I know, Patrick. But I have the right to my own preferences when it comes to my medical treatment.”

“Fair enough. So what’s the deal with your daddy?” Patrick asks sans segue.

“What are you talking about?” Will packs up his testing kit and uses a black marker he keeps in his murse to make a dot on the back of his left hand. He can’t forget to drop by the pharmacy and pick up his replacement insulin pens.

“Papa Molinaro. What’s the deal with him and the holidays? He wasn’t around for Thanksgiving. Will he be dropping down the chimney on Christmas Eve with a bag full of presents for you and a nice hard dick for your mommy? Or what?”

Will rolls his eyes. “Thanks for that image.”

“You’re welcome.”

“He spends Christmas with his daughters. Or at least he used to. I don’t keep in touch with him.”

“Ah, the half siblings you’ve never met. So, no Christmas phone call from Papa?”

“No.” Will feels the familiar hot, impatient squirm of nastiness in his gut. Conversations about his father usually bring it on.

“No Christmas card stuffed with cash?”

“No card, no text, no Skype, no email.”

“Huh.”

“What?”

“He’s obsessed enough with you to have you followed by mobster spies but he can’t pick up a phone. At best, that’s inefficient.”

“At worst?”

“At worst, Starshine, you have a deeply dysfunctional father/son relationship.”

“Wow. You really are a genius.”

Patrick barks a laugh and then begins to hum the new Madonna song he’s been singing off and on for the last two days.

“That’s still stuck in your head, huh?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Better than ‘We Three Kings’ mixed with ‘Scarborough Fair,’” Will mutters. Finished with his morning insulin rituals, he starts the water in the sink to begin his shaving routine. “Tony doesn’t do anything he doesn’t want to do, and being a reliable member of our family was never something he was good at.”

“When did you last see him?”

“It’s been three years. It can be ten more for all I care.” Will pumps shaving cream into his hand and smears it on his face. “He sweeps in on a whim, wreaks havoc on our lives, and sweeps out again.”

Patrick is quiet behind the curtain and Will glances over to see that he’s rinsing out his hair.

“There’s no pattern, unless you count my mom getting serious with anyone. As soon as my dad gets wind of her being happy with someone else, he has to come to town and wreck it.”

“With his dick.”

Will sighs. “Everything’s about sex for you, isn’t it?”

“Nope. A lot of things. But not everything.” He turns off the water and throws back the curtain. Will averts his eyes quickly, but his hands are already shaking enough that he’s not sure he should be trusted to shave himself. Patrick goes on. “But it’s all about sex between your parents. The Hurting Times churns with scintillating tales of your mom inappropriately hopping on your dad’s pole.”

“Like you know anything about ‘inappropriate’.”

Patrick laughs. “Like I know about that time they banged in the bathroom at some old lady’s funeral. The Hurting Times forum had pages dedicated to that one.”

Will’s ears grow hot.

“And, hey, for the record, even I know a funeral home toilet is a bad place for sex. Public bathrooms are tourist destinations for germs.” He shudders and slings a towel around his hips, thankfully covering his dangling dick. “It’s not sanitary.”

“You are such a jerk.”

“So you tell me.” Patrick grabs a hairbrush and runs it through his wet hair. The dark auburn looks almost brown and glistens brightly in the overhead bathroom lights. “There’s evidence of a genetic component to addiction.” Patrick’s eyes go foggy as he muses, “But is it addiction or abuse? Both probably.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You, mainly. But I’m also talking about them. If The Hurting Times gossip about the two of them is even half true, they are their own kind of addicts. Addicted to each other. Addicted to sex. Addicted to falling in love. Especially your mother. But it’s possible your father uses the intense sexual connection between them as abuse.”

“I…” Will’s fingers clutch at the razor and he drags it against his skin carefully. “I didn’t think you believed in psychology mumbo-jumbo.”

“I don’t believe in spiritual mumbo-jumbo. And, yes, psychology is a lot of bull-honky, but as a neurologist, I can’t deny that thoughts and experiences have physical effects on brain tissue. Dubious and whoo-hoo as most psychological theories seem compared with hard science. What’s your dad’s sign?”

“Really?”

Patrick shrugs and sidles up next to Will at the sink, examining his own face in the mirror.

Will sighs. “Early November. So, what’s that? Scorpio?”

“Ah. And your mother’s a Scorpio too.”

“How do you know? The Hurting Times again?”

“I know because I’ve met her.”

Patrick’s arm slides against his as he reaches for the can of shaving cream. Will moves slightly to the side but Patrick just scoots closer. Will can smell soap on his skin and shampoo in his hair. He wonders what those curls would feel like slick and wet under his fingers.

Patrick rubs on shaving cream and reaches for his razor. His naked chest slides against Will’s bicep.

Will tries to concentrate on shaving, but Patrick’s reflection in the mirror is distracting. His normally pale skin is flushed from the shower and his nipples are pink and peaked. Will clears his throat and scrapes his razor over his face again.

“Addiction,” Patrick muses on. “You didn’t stumble into that on your own. You drink…and your parents screw. That’s how these genes play out. And with both of them being Scorpios…”

Patrick’s arm rubs against him, and Will clicks his tongue against his teeth. Between this touching and Patrick’s speculation about his parents’ sex life, Will can’t tell if he’s going to pop an inconvenient boner or if his balls are going to shrivel up into his body.

“Two Scorpios can burn down a barn from the heat of their mutual orgasms.”

Ball-shriveling wins out. “Okay, well, this conversation has covered everything I never wanted to think about. I’m going to be late to work.”

Patrick studies Will in the mirror.

Will wipes his face clean of cream, decides not to care that he’s got one stripe of shiny skin on an otherwise stubbly face, and, grabbing his murse, leaves the sink to Patrick.

He dresses quickly. He really is going to be late. Not that anyone at Good Works would say anything to him.

“Do you have surgery scheduled?” Will calls out as he slides his wallet into his back pocket and hitches his bag on his shoulder.

“No.”

“Meet you here tonight?”

“Will there be more Capheus?”

“Yes. And more Lito.”

“It’s a TV date with the hubby, then,” Patrick says, stepping out into the room with his sharp grin in place.

The hubby.

“First person home calls room service,” Patrick adds. “Order stuff we both like. We can share.”

“Deal.”

“Oh, and Will? For the record, you’d still be hot even if you wore an insulin pump.”

“Thanks. But I’ll stick with the pens.”

Walking out of the pharmacy twenty minutes later with his new insulin pens, Will wonders what kind of sex Libras and Aries are supposed to have. You already know the answer to that. Hot enough to burn down a barn.

“God, just stop.”

He rubs a hand over his hair and decides to focus on the day ahead. He’ll take it one step at a time. Just like AA has taught him.

Will and Patrick just keep getting better. In this installment we get a more in depth look into Will and Patrick. I liked learning more about Patrick’s past and his family. Will starts to figure things out about himself and his previous relationship, which I have been waiting for. I don’t know what to make of his family and their unfailing loyalty to Will’s ex. I was so happy to see things heating up between Will and Patrick. I am really enjoying continuing on this journey with these two. The one thing I would like to see is Will become more self assured about his family and how he deals with them telling him how great his ex is.

4 pieces of eye candy.

Leta Blake

Author of the bestselling book Smoky Mountain Dreams and the fan favorite Training Season, Leta Blake’s educational and professional background is in psychology and finance, respectively. However, her passion has always been for writing. She enjoys crafting romance stories and exploring the psyches of made up people. At home in the Southern U.S., Leta works hard at achieving balance between her day job, her writing, and her family.

You can find out more about her by following her online:

On the web: http://letablake.wordpress.com/

On Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/letablake

On Twitter: https://twitter.com/LetaBlake

Alice Griffiths

A long-time reader of romance novels, Alice Griffiths finally took the plunge into writing, teaming up with best-selling author Leta Blake for the ‘Woke up Married’ serialized comedy. A lover of tropes, Alice enjoys mining old ideas and putting a fresh, funny spin on them. Formerly working in the newspaper industry, Alice is now an art curator. She lives in Sydney, Australia.

You can find out more about her by following her online:

On Twitter: https://twitter.com/Alice_Author

On Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/alice.griffiths.7169

Tour Schedule

23-Nov	3 Chicks After Dark	http://3chicksafterdark.com/
23-Nov	Inked Rainbow Reads	www.inkedrainbowreads.com
23-Nov	Prism Book Alliance	http://www.prismbookalliance.com
23-Nov	Bike Book Reviews	http://bikebookreviews.blogspot.com
23-Nov	Unrandom Randomness	http://bronwynheeley.blogspot.com.au
23-Nov	Gay Book Reviews	http://gaybook.reviews
23-Nov	World of Diversity Fiction	http://wodfreview.com
23-Nov	V’s Reads	http://vsreads.com
23-Nov	The Novel Approach	http://thenovelapproachreviews.com
23-Nov	Joyfully Jay	http://joyfullyjay.com
24-Nov	BookWinked	www.bookwinked.com
24-Nov	Literary Nymphs Hot List	http://literarynymphshotlist.blogspot.com
24-Nov	two chicks obsessed with books and eye candy	https://twochicksobsessed.com
24-Nov	Sinfully	http://sinfullymmbookreviews.blogspot.co.uk
24-Nov	Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words	http://ScatteredThoughtsandRogueWords.com
25-Nov	Gay.Guy.Reading and Friends	http://ggr-review.com
26-Nov	JB’s Book Obsession	http://jbsbookobsession.blogspot.com
26-Nov	QUEERcentric Books	www.blog.queercentricbooks.com
26-Nov	Mikky’s World Of Books	http://mikkysworldofbooks.blogspot.fr
27-Nov	Abbey’s 1-Click Book Blog	http://www.abbeys1clickblog.com
27-Nov	Bayou Book Junkie	http://bayoubookjunkie.blogspot.com
27-Nov	Teatime and Books	http://www.teatimeandbooks76.blogspot.com
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27-Nov	Alpha Book Club	http://alphabookclub.org

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Sub-Dominant by Sage Marlowe : Blog Tour, Excerpt and Giveaway

November 18, 2015 by Denise

Putting a leash on a dominant sub is a task that may require two Doms to accomplish.

When relocation agent Eric Swann is assigned to ease young Connor Prescott into moving back to London, he expects the boy to be more enthusiastic—and less irritating.

Used to roaming freely among his mother’s D-list celebrity friends, Connor is anything but happy when his father decides to put him on a leash—a leash with a far too attractive handler on the other end. Secretly craving a man who knows how to yank his chain and show him exactly where the limits are, Connor does what he’s best at. He manipulates Eric into giving him what he wants, making the man reveal a side of him that Eric himself isn’t ready to accept.

Trained by one of the quirkiest Dom/sub-teams in the country, Dom Tyler Kane knows exactly how to handle a toppy sub. He keeps Connor on his toes, er, knees, in the bedroom, but when his capricious lover sets his heart on pushing yet another limit, Tyler finds himself not only with a dominant sub but also with a Dom who has yet to accept his true identity.

Reader Advisory: Due to sexually explicit content this book is intended for adult readers only. Contains scenes in which the main characters are sexually involved with secondary characters and vivid descriptions of unusual sexual practices.

While this book can be read as a standalone novel, it is best enjoyed as part of the series in order of release (Sub-Mission, Re-Submission, Sub-Culture, Sub-Dominant)

ABOUT THE BOOK

Title: Sub-Dominant

Series: Sub-Series #4

Author: Sage Marlowe

Publisher: Me and the Muse Publishing

Cover Artist: Jess Buffett

Length: 60,500

Release Date: November 13, 2015

More info: www.sage-marlowe.com/sub-dominant

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Connor smiled at him and nodded. The dreamy expression made his eyes gleam seductively and Eric forced himself to focus on the conversation.

“My experience with guys was good. Sure, it was awkward at first, but I’ve always felt good with a man.”

Eric raised his eyebrows. “Always? You’re eighteen, for crying out loud. How many men have you been with?”

Connor made a face and avoided Eric’s gaze. “A few. How many have you been with?”

“This isn’t about me.”

“Why not? Why don’t I get to ask questions?”

Eric sighed. “Okay, fine. I’m twenty-six, and I’ve probably been with…a few more men than you have.” He waggled his eyebrows when Connor looked at him.

The young man laughed. “You big chicken!”

“I’m not a big chicken, but I do have a big—” Eric bit his tongue. Shit. That wasn’t the kind of comment he should be making in his young charge’s presence.

Connor didn’t seem fazed. “I noticed. Are you a shower or a grower?”

“Um… A bit of both. It grows some more but—Seriously, Connor, this is TMI. We shouldn’t be talking about these things.”

“Why? What’s wrong with two guys comparing the size of their dicks?”

“We’re not comparing the size of our dicks!”

Connor smirked. “Aren’t we? I know where you’ll be looking when I get up to use the restroom.”

“Connor! For fuck’s sake, sit down!”

A sweet, sinful smile on his face, Connor stood up, making sure to linger with his groin at Eric’s eye level before he turned around with an unnecessary amount of butt-wiggling, then he stalked off. The boy was either at least half erect or blessed.

When he returned, Connor’s smile was still in place and even naughtier than before. Head held high and back straight, he turned the narrow aisle to their table into some sort of fashion runway. Stopping right in front of Eric, he tilted his hip to give him an eyeful of his bulging groin before he sat down.

“Can you guess?”

Eric gritted his teeth. “Guess what?”

“Whether I’m a shower or a grower.”

“I can’t guess. I haven’t even thought about it.”

“Liar.” Connor pouted, but amusement danced in his voice. “You’ve been thinking about it ever since I mentioned it, and you thought about it before. Did you imagine me naked?”

“Connor! Shut up now, will you? We’re not alone here.”

Connor tilted his head and looked up from underneath those ridiculous charcoal lashes. “Do you want to go back to my room? We’ll be all alone there.” Green sparks glittered in the dim light, teasing him, challenging him. Eric had known it was coming and had tried to be ready when it did, but Connor still took him by surprise with this alcohol-fuelled come-on.

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” Eric forced the words out, watching Connor’s full, slightly parted lips. He’d been thinking about kissing those lips more than once during the last weeks and even more often on that evening. The thought of feeling them on other parts of his anatomy had his blood racing to those parts.

“I know you want to,” Connor breathed and leaned across the table, stopping only inches from Eric’s face, almost close enough for a kiss.

“Connor, really, I—”

“I’ll let you put it anywhere you want.”

“I’m not putting anything anywhere except you to bed. Alone. We’re leaving. Now.” He signalled for the bill, secretly grateful for the delay as his body and mind needed a few minutes to calm down. Connor sat with his arms folded across his chest, pouting.

When Eric had paid, he got up and glared down at Connor. “We’re going back to the hotel now. No acting up, no discussion. If you pull any of your usual stroppy shit on me, I’m going to drag you along by the scruff of the neck. Got that?” He marched off towards the door without even checking if Connor was following him. Outside, he waited just long enough for Connor to catch up with him, then he led the way down the road.

“Fuck, Eric,” Connor panted. “Slow down a bit, will you? I was joking, okay? Don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad at you but I am taking you back to your hotel now.”

“Don’t you wanna get a cab?”

Eric scoffed. “The hotel is just around the corner. The walk will do you good.”

Connor grumbled, but followed him without any more fuss. He kept quiet until they were inside the building and waiting for the elevator to arrive. “What are you afraid of, big boy?” he whispered suddenly.

Sage is a multi-published, international bestselling author of gay erotic romance novels and novellas and loves exploring the flavours of gay erotic fiction.

A willing slave to all the fascinating guys who keep queuing up and want their stories told, Sage can almost always be found cooking up the next hot story or daydreaming about new ways of rubbing sexy male bodies together to make the sparks fly.

Contact Links

Sage’s website & blog: www.sage-marlowe.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/sage.marlowe0

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e-mail: marlowe.sage@yahoo.co.uk

Twitter: @SageMarlowe

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/SageMarlowe

Amazon.com Author Page: http://amzn.to/1MeGfws

Prize: 2 x Signed paperback copy of Sub-Dominant & goodie package

To enter, simply leave a comment on any or all blog posts of the Sub-Dominant Tour. Each comment qualifies as an extra entry and will increase chances to win.

Contest is open until November 23, midnight CEST. Winners will be picked at random and announced on my website / Facebook / Twitter on November 24.

Winners have one week to claim their prizes or a new winner will be selected at random. No purchase necessary. Open internationally, void where prohibited. Contestants must be 18 years Prize is as stated. No substitution or exchange.

For full terms and conditions see www.sage-marlowe.com/terms-impressum

Check out all the blog stops, and leave a comment to increase your chance of winning:

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Uniform: A Man in Uniform MM Bundle : Cover Reveal

November 16, 2015 by Denise

Meet the men in uniform. These are everyday men who put on a uniform and become our heroes. Through good times and bad, they are there to save the day, sacrificing more than most of us can imagine as they put their lives on hold in service to us.

Love doesn’t wait until life is calm, and sometimes it’s the pressure of the job that throws two men together. Under stress and demand, they find solace in each other, forming bonds that can’t be ignored.

Follow our heroes as they fight not only for what is right and just, but also for their hearts and the men they love.

Authors: Brenda Cothern, H.L. Holston & Eleanor Bruce, Whitley Gray, E.M. Leya, Ethan Stone, Sara York

Title: Uniform: A Man in Uniform MM Bundle

Release Date: November 30, 2015

Genre: M/M

Tags: Military, Seal, Cop, Police, bundle, gay, GLBT

Heat Level (1 being no sexual content, 5 being erotica): 4

Length: 198 pdf pages

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One More Time

Ethan Stone

“Yes, ma’am, I understand you’re not very happy with your husband, but that doesn’t mean you can attack him with a weasel.”

The couple had fought over which TV show to watch. Even though Mr. Palmer had acquiesced and let her watch Real Housewives of Washington D.C. Mrs. Palmer hadn’t liked the fact he had argued with her so when he’d gone to bed she’d tossed an angry ferret under the covers. Mr. Palmer had been bitten a couple times but there had been no major damage.

It was just another night as a cop in small town of Lovelock, Nevada. We never had anything exciting here. Mainly domestic disturbances like the Palmers. Some police offers would’ve preferred more action, but not me. I’d done four years in the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department and had gotten tired of dealing with punk gangbangers shooting at me. The three years at Lovelock had been far less exciting but much better for my blood pressure.

After settling the disturbance at the Palmers’ I cruised down Main Street making sure the boarded up buildings hadn’t been broken into by bored teenagers. Thankfully we only had more active businesses than empty ones in town. Not that we were a bustling metropolis by any means. I’d just braked to allow mangy stray black dog to cross in front of me when a man ran past my car. Because I was driving slowly I was able to stop in plenty of time. He stood staring at me for a moment before turning and dashing off. Normally I wouldn’t have wasted my time chasing him, but since he was buck-ass naked I figured I should bring him in.

I spun the wheel and turned down the alley he had fled into. Since it had a dead end, he couldn’t have gone far. I didn’t spot him right off the bat so I assumed he was doing his best to hide. I put the car into park, kept the lights on and stepped out.

“You might as well come out,” I hollered. “It’ll be a lot better for you if I don’t have to come in after you.”

“Okay, okay.”

I turned my flashlight to where the voice had come from behind two trash cans and the nude dude stepped out, his arms raised. I didn’t recognize him, which was odd since I knew most people in town. He was approximately twenty-five years old, six foot tall, one-hundred-eighty pounds. Muscular.

Shining the beam at his face, I asked, “Care to explain this to me?”

He chuckled nervously. “You’re not gonna believe me.”

“Try me.”

“I was hooking up with this really hot chick and her husband showed up. Had to climb out the window.”

I sighed. “Was her name Connie?”

“Yeah. How did you know that?”

“Let’s just say you’re not the first man Harry’s caught her with. She does it make him jealous.”

He rubbed his face then quickly put his arm back up. “Christ, I’m a dumbass.”

Cross to Bare by Susan Mac Nicol: Cover Reveal

October 30, 2015 by Denise

Lenny James is a thirty-five-year-old transvestite with his own fashion label and a desire for a man to accept both sides of him. Brook Hunter is about to show him there are no sides to true love, just the place where we meet in the middle.

TWO OF A KIND

Lenny James is a handsome, shaggy blond thirty-five-year-old with aqua eyes and broad shoulders. In his twenties he boxed and did martial arts. He’s a fashion designer, owns his own company and label…and he attends work in his female persona of Laverne.

It’s amazing what a little mascara and lipstick, a blond wig, false boobs, and of course top-notch female fashion can hide. Not that Lenny’s hiding his masculinity; he’s not particularly camp as a man. His reasons for creating his alter ego are locked deep in his past, in his father’s definition of masculinity. He is who he is: tough in business, and a romantic at heart. What he’s hiding is vulnerability. He wants a man to accept both sides of him. And gorgeous, commanding, dark as sin Brook Hunter is about to show him there are no sides to true love, just the place where we meet in the middle.

And without further adieu………..The Cover

Book Trailer:

Meet the Author

Susan Mac Nicol is a self confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, self confessed geek and nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…
She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason.
She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.
Lover of walks in the forest, theatre productions, dabbling her toes in the cold North Sea and the vibrant city of London where you can experience all four seasons in a day , she is a hater of pantomime (so please don’t tar and feather her), duplicitous people, bigotry and self righteous idiots.
In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.

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Meet the Characters

CTB Brook and Lenny — Brook adjusts his tie as Lenny gazes dreamily at his man.