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The Law of Attraction by Jay Northcote

Law of Attraction CoverRelease Date: February 5, 2016
Published by Jaybird Press
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When a professional relationship turns personal, it’s impossible to resist the law of attraction.

Alec Rowland is a high-flying lawyer in a London firm whose career is his life. He doesn’t have time for relationships and his sexuality is a closely guarded secret. After picking up a cute guy on a Friday night, Alec’s world is rocked to its foundations when his one night stand shows up in the office on Monday morning—as the new temp on his team.

Ed Piper is desperate to prove himself in his new job. The last thing he needs is to be distracted by a crush on his boss. It’s hard to ignore the attraction he feels, even though Alec’s a difficult bastard to work for.

Both men strive to maintain a professional relationship, but tempers fray, passions ignite, and soon they’re both falling hard and fast. If they’re ever going to find a way to be together, Alec needs to be honest about who he really is because Ed won’t go back in the closet for anyone.

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Another stunningly sexy, enthralling romance from Jay Northcote, this time with a workplace flair. There’s just something about the forbidden workplace romance trope that I can’t get enough of – this story is no exception. Northcote gives you all the angst, desire and pent-up frustration that comes from trying to keep this kind of chemistry in check. I mean, seriously, these guys are one smoldering glance away from needing a fire extinguisher.

When Alec picks up unsuspecting Ed for a night of sexy fun, he’s not looking for anything more. He likes his life just the way it is – working long, hard hours at a legal firm with very little time to ponder the closet he’s been living in for the past decade or so. Little does he know that one night – one guy – can change his life.

Ed’s younger,  trying to get a leg up in the legal profession, and starting a new temp job seems to be just the way to do it.  Or at least it is until his recent fling turns out to be his new boss and threatens to ruin his chances. Ed manages to (mostly) keep it together while living an out and proud kind of life.

The Law of Attraction isn’t just a perfect workplace romance but also a fantastic opposites attract story. Alec and Ed come from different backgrounds, with different goals and very different ideals. How they’ve both gotten to where they are today couldn’t be more different. It’s kind of amazing that two different souls can manage to come together and find a common ground. Jay Northcote gives us a nice reminder that deep down many of us truly do have the same basic wants and needs – two of which are to love and be loved. The key may just lie in being true to ourselves.


A Fortunate Blizzard by L.C. Chase

A Fortunate BlizzardA Fortunate Blizzard by L.C. Chase

Released 2 November 2015

Published by Riptide Publishing

Cover art by L.C. Chase

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There are worse things than being stranded in a blizzard.

Artist Trevor Morrison has always appreciated the little things in life, treating each day as a gift. And with good reason: he’s been on the transplant-recipient list for too long now. When he learns just how numbered his days truly are, he resolves not to take them for granted. But he won’t be unrealistic, either—which means romantic commitments are off the table.

Marcus Roberts seems to have it all. He’s handsome, financially sound, and on the fast track to partnership at a prestigious law firm. In reality, though, his drive for success has meant no time for friends or relationships. Add in the fact that his family discarded him long ago, and he’s facing yet another holiday season alone.

When the biggest snowstorm to hit Colorado in decades leaves Marc and Trevor stranded at the same hotel, a chance encounter and a night of passion leads to more than either of them expected. Finding comfort in each other is a welcome surprise, but time is not on their side. Either they find a way to beat the odds, or they lose each other forever.

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Our Thoughts:

It’s been awhile since I’ve read a book that really evoked strong emotions for the characters. Both Trevor and Marc left me with a swelled heart and a few tears running down my cheeks.

At the beginning of the story, Trevor learns his days are numbered. He’s been in kidney failure for seven years. All that time in dialysis, no donor found due to his rare blood type. It’s finally time to make some tough choices. Continue for about a year or more on dialysis and suffer complications that will inevitably take his life or stop dialysis and peaceful pass in a few weeks. Either choice is not easy. Trevor is dying, just how fast he wants to is the hardest decision he has to make.

Marc is a lawyer, working his way to the top. He wants to make partner and is consumed with work to get there. He doesn’t do anything outside of the job. He has no friends, family or hobbies. Marc is incredibly lonely.

A freak blizzard finds Marc stranded in a hotel and eventually Trevor too. These two connect and meet across a room and it’s intense. They have a cozy, intimate and lust filled few days together. They discover love. To love and be loved. The value of family, friends and their support. To live life in the present and live it to its fullest. To stop and do something fun and spontaneous. To build a snowman or maybe even paint one.

They’re so good together. Their so intense that it’s inevitable they were going to fall for each other and hard. When Marc wants more Trevor has to pull back. He can’t love a man he will have to leave due to his disease.

This story just shatters the heart and soul. It leaves the reader raw from the emotions and crying. It also leaves one feeling peaceful and content because no matter what the situation,Trevor is a pillar of strength and reason. He’s caring, strong and inspirational. He does more for Marc in a few days than anyone has done for Marc in his lifetime. What beautiful men.  A Fortunate Blizzard is a one emotional storm I’m glad I endured.


Blog Tour and Interview: Resist (Sphere of Irony #3) by Heather C. Leigh

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Meet Gavin in Heather’s newest M/M standalone romance!

Today we welcome Heather C. Leigh to 3 Chicks After Dark! She’s debuting her first m/m romance novel, Resist. It happens to be the third book in her rockers series, The Sphere of Irony. What’s not to love with a guitarist, an ex-FBI agent, a bit of intrigue and a sizzling romance?!

An interview with Heather C. Leigh:

Heather, thank you for taking time to answer a few questions for us! Let’s just get right to it.

Resist is a standalone title but it is part of a series, The Sphere of Irony. Can you tell us a little about the series Resist is from?

The Sphere of Irony series is actually a spin-off of my best-selling Famous series. Adam Reynolds, the lead singer of the band, is good friends with the heroine of the series, Sydney Tannen, and nemesis of the hero, Drew Forrester. Had I known at the time that Adam and his band mates were going to get their own books, I would have come up with a better name for their band than Sphere of Irony. I let an internet name randomizer choose it because I couldn’t think of anything. Oh well.

You’ve had a successful writing career in the m/f romance genre. CONGRATULATIONS! What drove the decision to write in the m/m romance genre?

I’ve had Gavin’s book planned for a long time. It’s been sitting in my brain, itching to come out for months. In fact, I had all 4 band members’ stories plotted out in my head for almost a year now. LGBT people play a part in all of our lives, and to mirror real life I felt it was important that one of my characters represented that group.

Do you plan to write more LGBT friendly works?

Definitely. Gavin and Mitch were so much fun to write. Mitch and all of his quirks and Gavin with his never-ending frustration! I am currently gathering a group of LGBT authors to write a Christmas/Winter Holiday M/M anthology with all of the proceeds going to the Ali Forney Center.

That sound wonderful. Something to look forward to for fans of m/f and m/m romance alike.

Again, thank you for your time! It’s been lovely conversing with you!

Thanks so much ladies!


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All Gavin Walker, bass player for the multi-platinum selling band, Sphere of Irony, wants to do is surf, play music, and occasionally get laid. The problem is that Gavin has a stalker. A potentially deadly one. The threats he receives always mention something about Gavin being gay, which isn’t public knowledge since the record label wants to keep it quiet.

Mitch Hale used to track serial killers for the FBI. A live-changing incident led him to quit the bureau and start his own company providing computerized security for Los Angeles’ wealthiest people. Mitch doesn’t know anyone when he moves across the country from D.C. to California, and all he has for companionship is a pathetic string of failed relationships with women.

When Gavin’s manager hires Mitch to find the stalker, the men instantly hate each other. Despite the constant fighting, attraction between the two blazes hot, confusing the former FBI agent. Spending time with Gavin forces Mitch reflect on what he’s denied about himself for the last ten years. Listening to Mitch’s plan to catch a madman thrusts Gavin’s personal life out in the open for the entire world to see.

Can Gavin and Mitch stop fighting long enough to stop a stalker before someone gets hurt? Or will they stubbornly resist the feelings that develop when they’re forced to work together?

This is book 3 in a 4 part series. It is a spin-off of the Famous Series. These can be read as standalones.

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Excerpt #1 : Gavin Meets Mitch

Before I can ask any more questions, there’s a knock and the door opens a crack. “Mr. Evans, Mr. Hale is here.”
“Send him in please, Donna.” Ross stands and adjusts his suit, straightening out the cuffs and fixing his expensive tie until it lays just so.
I rake a hand over my hair, but it’s pointless. I’m lucky I bothered to shower this morning after my company left. I’m sure I look like shit—with the lack of sleep and the constant stress I’m surprised I don’t look worse.
Good genes, I guess. I frown at the thought of my father.
I can hear Donna outside. “Go right on in.”
The door opens and a man enters. No, not just a man. A gorgeous man. Stunning, actually. For the second time in five minutes, my jaw hangs open.
The man is a study in opposites. His hair, swept back from his face and so dark it’s nearly black, is paired with bright slate grey eyes, a color I’ve never seen before. He looks rugged and dangerous, as if he could kill a man with his bare hands. Yet he’s wearing a tailored and expensive charcoal grey suit that showcases his body to perfection. He’s rough and he’s polished.
And I can’t stop staring.
“Mr. Hale, thank you so much for coming on such short notice.”
Ross has circled the table and is shaking the man’s hand.
“Call me Mitch, please.”
Jesus, even his voice is hot. Deep and silky, it’s as smooth as fine whiskey.
“This is Gavin Walker,” Ross introduces me, stepping aside.
It takes both of them staring at me and an uncomfortably long silence for me to realize I’m still gawking. Embarrassed, I snap my mouth shut.
“Sorry.” Jumping up from my chair, I extend a hand. “Gavin Walker. Thanks for coming.”
He clasps his hand around mine, large and hot and coarse, and pumps it firmly. “Mitch Hale, good to meet you. Wish it were under better circumstances.”
He smiles and I have the sudden urge to rub myself all over his beautiful, hard body. Heat spreads up from our joined hands, sending a flush of pleasure over my skin.
Mitch clears his throat and glances down where I’m still clutching his hand. Shit. I let go, flinching back in humiliation. I jam my hand into the pocket of my jeans, fingering the smooth, heart-shaped stone I keep there.
“Let’s sit.” Ross directs Mitch to the conference table. “Drink?”
Mitch holds up a hand. “I’m good.” I catch the slightest twitch in one of Mitch’s intriguing eyes.
“Okay. Here is the file we have so far.” Ross pushes a folder across the table.
Mitch opens it, scanning the contents. Waiting for him to read about the stalker that’s been harassing me is humiliating, yet it gives me a chance to study the man further. I should resist staring, but I can’t. He’s too gorgeous to ignore.
I flick my gaze over to Ross, who is busy returning emails on his laptop. Good. I don’t want Ross to catch me ogling the new guy. When my eyes land back on Mitch, I have to hold in a groan.
This guy is trying to kill me.
As he flips through the pages in the file—photos, descriptions, police reports—the end of his very wet, very pink tongue pokes out between his lips. Every once in a while, it sneaks back in so he can pull that lush red bottom lip between his teeth, biting on it in concentration.
Jesus. As subtly as I can, I shift on the chair to adjust the semi pressing against my pants.
More contradictions. That tongue, the biting of the lip, both so playful and innocent against the serious image he projects with the suit and the perfectly styled hair and the—I inhale deeply—hint of designer aftershave.
Suddenly, Mitch closes the folder and sits up, folding his hands on top of it. I jerk away, sitting back in my chair instead of leaning halfway over the table like a besotted teenage girl.
“This man is not to be taken lightly,” he cautions, his intelligent gaze traveling back and forth between Ross’ and mine.
Ross closes his laptop, giving Mitch his full attention. “We’re not taking it lightly. Gavin has security with him at all times since the…” Ross glances at me, “the incident in New York.”
“And before that?” Mitch asks. I stare at the hard line of his jaw then drop my eyes down to the curve of his throat where it disappears into the top of his crisp dress shirt. I pray that he doesn’t see the way my hands shake or the heat prickling my face as lust washes over me.
“Before that we weren’t documenting anything we received, just throwing them away. They were mostly letters, gifts…” Ross trails off.
“But no involvement by law enforcement?”
My eyes bounce back and forth between the two men.
Ross sighs. “Not until the New York incident.” When Mitch scowls, a look that makes him look even more dangerous and a hell of a lot sexier, Ross elaborates. “Do you know how many crazy fans are out there? Hell, Adam gets over a hundred bizarre gifts and letters a week. That’s just the strange ones. Plus, keeping this out of the media is important to the record label.”
Mitch nods. “I understand. I’m not judging. I’m just trying to get a feel for what I’ll be dealing with. That includes how long law enforcement has been checking into this guy.”
“Not long,” I whisper, surprised to hear myself speak. I’m used to being discussed as if I’m not in the room. It comes with the job—decisions made for you without your input.
Two sets of eyes focus on me and I feel my cheeks blaze hot. That intense grey stare has me squirming, and this time it’s not from embarrassment. Another rush of heat ripples down my spine. I run my hands through my hair to catch the beads of sweat that have popped up on my temples.
Mitch opens his mouth to say something then snaps it shut. He blinks a few times before speaking. “Tell me how this began, Gavin. What you’ve noticed personally.”
“Shit, how long do you have?” I scoff.
The corner of Mitch’s mouth quirks up. “I have time.” He puts two fingers into the collar of his shirt and tugs gently.
The subtle motion brings images of Mitch tearing off his clothes, sending another wave of sizzling need through me. Nodding, I take a sip of water to cool down the desire inspired by Mitch’s proximity.
Ross’ cell phone rings, startling me. I fumble with the glass, nearly spilling it.
“Damn. Sorry.”
This time, Mitch smiles. My eyes fixate on that mouth as his lips part to reveal two rows of perfect teeth.
“I have to take this,” Ross confesses. He glances over. “You okay to do this without me?”
No. I’m not okay. You’re going to leave me in a room with one of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen while I’m a nervous, blundering wreck.
That’s what I’m thinking. What I say isn’t even close.
“Yeah. I’m good.”
Ross stares at Mitch. “I’ll be back to discuss the specifics of your contract.”
“No problem,” Mitch agrees. Leaning back in his chair, he crosses one ankle over his knee.
Now he’s given me a direct view of his crotch, hugged tight by those tailored grey slacks. There’s a lot to look at. Jesus. If what I’m seeing isn’t an illusion, he is hung. I don’t realize that I’m staring right at Mitch’s dick until his leg drops and he leans forward, elbows on his knees.
“It’s okay to be nervous.”
Blinking, I look up to see those deep gunmetal eyes waiting patiently for me to respond.
“Ummmm, I’m not nervous.”
I am, but not for the reasons you think.
Mitch puts his large hands back up on the table, his eye twitching again. “Do you mind if I get a drink?” He gestures towards the tray Donna set out.
“Not at all.”
“So,” he continues as he removes his jacket, hangs it over his chair, and circles the table. “Tell me about the letters.”
Mitch picks up a mug, turning his back to me to prepare his coffee. My mouth goes dry at the sight of his perfect, round ass showcased by the tight grey fabric that clings to every curve.
I can’t do this here with him. Alone. With that ass, those eyes, and the scent of whatever cologne he’s wearing. My brain won’t function properly while bombarded from all sides by filthy sexual fantasies starring Mitch.
“I-I forgot. I have somewhere to be.”
Jumping up, I catch a surprised expression on Mitch’s face right before I bolt out the door.

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Mitch dresses down for Gavin’s public appearance.

I catch the tail end of Gavin’s conversation and come down the stairs in time to see him hang up his phone.
“I need to discuss something with you in the car,” I mention as I hit the bottom step.
Gavin whirls around and chokes at the sight of me. His eyes bug out of his head like a cartoon character and his mouth drops open. Then… he bursts into laughter. The little shit. Honest to god, full belly, tears-in-his-eyes laughter.
“What?” I snap. If he hadn’t started laughing I would have sworn I saw desire on his face when I came down the stairs. Hell, his tongue practically rolled out of his mouth.
“W-what on earth? I-I mean…” The laughter continues.
I cross my arms and scowl, waiting for him to stop acting like a brat. “Are you done?”
Gavin wipes his eyes. “I don’t know, Mitch. What the hell?” He points at me, waving his hand up and down my body. “What are you wearing?”
I scoff. “We’re going to be late. Can I catch you up in the car?” Annoyed at the fact that Gavin is still giggling like a schoolgirl, I snatch my keys off the foyer table and stomp outside to wait on the front step.
“Oh god,” he whispers in a husky voice as he follows behind me.
“What?” I yell, whirling around until we’re nose to nose. I know I’m being unprofessional, but I can’t help myself. He’s being such a dick. “Am I too embarrassing to be seen with? Am I not good enough for the perfect Gavin Walker?”
“No!” Gavin responds to my accusations, holding up a hand to keep me from crashing into him.
I pull back, still furious. “I need to lock the door,” I snarl.
“Jesus, Mitch. What the fuck?” Gavin backs away from the door, heading towards the car.
I shouldn’t care what he thinks. This is work.
After locking up and pulling the car out of the driveway, I feel like the world’s biggest jerk.
“Sorry for yelling,” I say at the same time Gavin mumbles, “Sorry for laughing.”
“Christ,” I chuckle. “Aren’t we a pair?”
“Yeah,” he agrees. “So,” I can see Gavin check out my clothing again from the corner of my eye. “What is with the outfit?”
“Is it that bad?” I ask, biting my bottom lip as I glance over at all six feet plus of beautiful blonde man reclining in the passenger seat.
“No! Not at all. I’m just not used to seeing you like…this,” he says, waving his hand at my clothes again.
“Like what?”
Here we go again. I’m getting all offended. And why? Because he doesn’t like my clothes? Why the hell do I care?
Gavin lets out a long, tortured breath. “All sexy, okay? Shit.” He looks out the side window, hiding his face. I see a crimson blush spread over the one visible cheek and ear.
“Oh.” I grin. “So I’m sexy?” I tease. That explains his mixed reaction.
Gavin barks out a laugh, still staring out the passenger window. “Yeah, like you don’t know that.”
He thinks I’m sexy? For some reason that has me inherently pleased. More pleased than I should be but hell, it’s not everyday you get your ego stroked by a rock star. A gorgeous one at that.
Aaaaand, I shove that right back into the nifty little space in my brain that’s storing up all the thoughts I want to deny ever having.
It’s getting crowded in there.
I clear my throat. “Honestly, the outfit is because I just couldn’t bear the thought of even one more day in a damn suit and tie.” I shudder. Gavin tilts his head in my direction. He’s listening, so I continue. “I felt like I was choking to death. It was too much like being back at the bureau. I just…Let’s just say I didn’t want any reminders of my time there, okay?”
“What does that mean, then? If you aren’t my bodyguard, and you aren’t management, who are you?” Gavin asks.
I force a grin on my face, feeling like I might just twitch right out of my skin. Gavin might not be pleased with my solution.
“I’m your date.”

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About the Author:

Heather C Leigh


After growing up in New England, I currently live just outside Atlanta, GA.
I love the Red Sox and hate the Yankees.
I love hot, sexy romance novels, but hate long, drawn out misunderstandings as a plot line.
I love book series, but hate cliffhangers.
I love alpha males, but hate when they borderline on abusive.
Mostly? I love love love chocolate.

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Our Thoughts:

Discovering a new author or series is like hitting the jackpot. I love when a m/f romance author breaks into the m/m romance scene and does so with a stellar book. Heather C. Leigh does just that with Resist.

Without giving away too much detail, I will attempt to give you an idea of what made this book work so well for me. I liked that Gavin, the guitarist for Sphere of Irony, comes at us with a bit of a rough start. The prologue highlights a dramatic event in his life. Then we fast forward to the present and again, drama. He’s out of his mind with fear. He is being stalked and his stalker is starting to escalate, causing management to hire one hot ex-FBI agent, Mitchell.

Mitch comes onto the scene and he’s fierce, knowledgeable and really pushing all of  Gavin’s buttons! They’re terrible together! Seriously, they can’t communicate with each other because they’re too busy being turned-on and trying to push down their attraction! Angst fans will rejoice in this book because these two men know how to frustrate each other (and the reader) just enough to add tension, desire, and leave us wanting more, more more!

Now back to another aspect that really works for Resist, the suspense. There’s just enough of the suspense to keep the reader engaged and ramp up the tension. That tension can’t help but spill into the interactions between Gavin and Mitch. Once these two can get past their petulant antics, there’s no stopping the heated desire they have for each other.

Resist will pull you in, grip tightly and not let go until the very last line. I devoured this story! A truly satisfying book. Romance, suspense, a rocker, a protector, but most of all acceptance, and finding love that is true and strong.




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GUEST POST & REVIEW: In the Distance (In the Kitchen #3) by Nikka Michaels & Eileen Griffin

While reading the first two In the Kitchen books, I was fortunate to get to know Eileen Griffin and Nikka Michaels. Well, in the way that a fangirling blogger gets to know authors by stalking them online anyway. :) During a series of exchanges we began to discuss the angst between the main characters in Books 1 & 2, Ethan and Jamie,  as well as the mood and environment conducive to writing that type of emotion. This lead to several other tangents about the writing process but the one I clung to most was music. Eileen Griffin graciously offered to join us with a guest post to share some insight about music and writing with our readers, and I hope you enjoy what she has to say as much as I do. After reading all three books, including the newest, In the Distance, I can see how all of these songs fit. Such a great list!  Thank you, Eileen!

Music and Writing: When Writing Angst Needs A Helping Hand
By Eileen Griffin

Each writer has his/her own preference when it comes to listening to music when they write. Some have to have complete silence during their word slinging, while others, like me, have to have some kind of music playing in order for the words to flow.

While writing, I have several playlists that I plug into. I have a general writing playlist for those scenes that are easy-going or not particularly taxing to write; a loud, bass-thumping playlist for scenes with more action or drama; and a specific playlist for each book I’m working on filled with emo-laden songs to help me set the mood when writing angsty scenes. Usually I look at my outline and select songs from my music library that will fit the storyline. It’s not that I force the scene to match the music, more that the song is perfect for what I’m trying to achieve with the overall emotions of the scene.

One of the scenes from In The Fire, Book Two of our In The Kitchen Series, is an example of a song fitting the scene perfectly.  At its core, the song “Distance” by Christina Perri and Jason Mraz is basically about two people who love each other, but (for whatever reason) can’t openly show or admit it because the pain that exists between them to too great for them to overcome. After hearing it, I immediately thought of Jamie and Ethan. They’d fallen in love while young and in school together, only to be ripped away from each other by distance, miscommunication, youthful ignorance, and their own stubbornness. Then, eight years later, they see each other again. Love might morph or evolve or change over time, but it’s hard not to still feel love for the first true love of your life, and for me, I could see it perfectly in my head how deeply Jamie still loved Ethan, but also how much time had passed, making it impossible for him to tell or show Ethan how much he still cares.

In The Distance, Book Three of the In The Kitchen Series, centers around Tyler and Trevor. At opposite ends of the spectrum, they’re opposites in almost everything except their fear of getting hurt. When I first heard “Believe” by Mumford and Sons, I swear I heard Tyler’s voice in my ear, wanting so desperately to trust Trevor, but fearing Trevor will ultimately only break his heart. To this day, I can’t listen to the song without thinking of TNT.


Here are a few songs I used for my In The Distance Playlist:

Let Her Go by Passenger – This exemplifies Trevor’s struggle after he’s screwed with Tyler and doesn’t know how to fix it.

Try by Colbie Caillat – From Tyler’s POV when he can’t understand why Trevor can’t simply be himself.

My Never by Blue October – When Trevor’s in Canada, specifically Chapter 28.


Human by Christina Perri – This song, by far, exemplifies Tyler.

Habits by Tove Lo – 100% Trevor at the beginning of the novel.

Believe by Mumford and Sons – When I first heard this song, I immediately heard Tyler’s voice saying all of this to Trevor. I still can’t listen to the song without wanting to hug the hell out of both of them.


You can check out my general writing playlist HERE and my more tailored playlist for In The Distance HERE.


In the Distance CoverBecause sometimes it takes some distance to finally see what’s right in front of you…

Tyler Mitchell has worked hard to rebuild his life after his family kicked him out. A culinary student and sous chef who spends his spare time volunteering with kids, he’s happy enough even though he has no time to consider a relationship.

Trevor Pratt is finally getting over losing his best friend and the one person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but it’s taken screwing every cute guy in Manhattan to get there. He’s vowed to repair the friendship he endangered, but that’s hard to do when his friend’s new employee catches his eye. Despite being warned to stay away from Tyler, Trevor knows the sous chef is more than just a hookup.

Romance is a terrible idea. Trevor is ten years older and a relentless playboy. Tyler is still unsure of his place in the world. Neither of them is ready for life-changing love, but as things heat up, their chemistry in the bedroom might just take that decision out of their hands.

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Genre: M/M, Foodie Romance
Series: In the Kitchen, Book 3
Release Date: June 15, 2015
Publisher: Carina Press
Book Length: 105,000 Words


Read about Ethan and Jamie’s romance in In the Raw and In The Fire, Books 1 & 2 in the In The Kitchen Series, available now!


I threw him a dirty look over my shoulder as we walked out of the diner. “Okay. So I might have had my dad’s Platinum AmEx card to help me out, but I struggled just like the rest of my classmates.”

Tyler’s low, deep laugh hit me in all the right, and wrong, places. “Poor baby. I’m sure it was hard to choose between the double shot extra whip latte and the regular Joe Blow latte.”

God, it was good to hear him laugh. “Hey now. Leave my double shot latte out of this,” I shot back as I unlocked the doors to the Mercedes coupe I’d rented.

His laughter slowly faded as I pulled out of the parking lot. I had only been to Ethan’s old place a few times when Jamie had first moved back to Seattle and before they had bought a new condo together. But Tyler made sure to keep me on the right track with directions, his voice getting softer and softer the closer we got to the apartment.

I pulled up to the curb, letting the car idle instead of parking and walking him to his door. As much as I found myself not wanting the night to end, it wouldn’t have been smart to push whatever this was. Anyone else? We’d already be upstairs with Tyler’s pants around his ankles and my mouth on him. But he wasn’t just anyone else.

Tyler, who had been staring out his window, slowly turned toward me. The soft lights of the dash barely illuminated his face. God, he looked young, innocent and worth every ounce of protectiveness he brought out in the people who cared about him.

“Thanks for the ride. And dinner. It was nice.”

He turned again and reached for the door handle.

“Hey, Tyler. Wait up.”


I had very mixed feelings about starting this book. You see, I hate Trevor Pratt. HATE, HATE, HATE him. No love lost and no way I could forgive him for being selfish, self-centered and just all around spoiled. After all, he’s part of the reason we had to endure Ethan and Jamie’s whole “eight years later…” thing. That almost killed me by the way, and I hold him firmly responsible.  FYI, I am a grudge holder, so Trevor isn’t someone I could forgive lightly. All hatred aside, I decided to start the book for Tyler. I really liked “New Guy” from the previous book and had been super curious about his story. So, yeah, I decided I’d suffer some Trevor in order to get to Tyler.

As I begin, everything’s as I expect – Trevor’s riling Ethan and mooning over Jamie, lamenting what might have been had things gone differently. Eileen Griffin and Nikka Michaels put us right inside his thoughts and words, letting us see the longing, the heartache. In the face of all that emotion, I decide to stick to my guns – Trevor’s evil and not to be trusted. I’m not going to fall for his “woe is me” inner dialogue, because that’s how it seems. I have a tough time feeling sorry for him, because most of what he’s bemoaning is of his own creation, right? RIGHT? He’s privileged and manipulative and…that’s where my entire argument starts to unravel.

Thanks to some pretty fantastic writing, I begin to see Trevor in a new light. I think it’s partially from seeing him with Tyler, but it’s also from seeing his true feelings about himself. He’s equipped with more avoidance techniques and defense mechanisms than a well-oiled military operation. He’s afraid to be hurt and wary of vulnerability, so instead he presents an arrogant, over confidant face to the world.  Oh, Trevor, how glad I am to see this other side. I still don’t forgive you for Jamie, because, well, no one ever forgets that kind of pain, but I don’t hate you. Not anymore.

Trevor’s involvement with Tyler all starts rather innocently. Just friends, got it? Not trusting Trevor like I do, I’m second guessing him and scared for Tyler. He’s such a good kid, but he has a lot of pain in his past. I don’t want him to keep Trevor on the pedestal where he currently reigns only to be hurt when he can’t possibly give Tyler what he needs. But Trevor, this new Trevor, isn’t what I expect. Growing closer to Tyler, along with some good, old fashioned growing up transforms Trevor from the cocky, love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy he’s been into a newer model. Maybe it’s who he’s really been all along but afraid to reveal to the world, I’m not sure, but what I do know is that Tyler’s essential to this equation. Without him, I think Trevor Pratt never manages to truly find himself.   Tyler inspires Trevor to put forth the effort to be a better person and not just based on his career or his appearance. He wants to try harder to be the kind of guy who deserves someone like Tyler, and I have to say I love him for that.

So, I guess you could say my feelings for Trevor are complicated. Damn you, Trevor Pratt. It was almost easier when I could just hate you.



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Eileen Griffin lives in the southwest, but loves to travel and has spent many summers crossing Europe with nothing but a backpack on her back. She enjoys TexMex, lives for good wine, and has a certain penchant for purple unicorns. She loves reading all genres of books, but her current obsession is writing M/M romance.



Nikka Michaels lives in the rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs with heat. A voracious reader, novice knitter and music lover she’s been known to multitask without breaking a sweat. She loves to read and write M/M romance but believes everyone deserves a love story.