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Blog Tour and Review: Patchwork Paradise by Indra Vaughn

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Patchwork Paradise by Indra Vaughn
Releases: March 28, 2016
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Word count: 73,300
Page count: 262
Type: Standalone
Cover by: Lou Harper

About Patchwork Paradise

Oliver and Samuel’s relationship is fairy-tale perfect. They share a gorgeous house in Antwerp, go out with their friends every weekend, and count down the days to their dream wedding. But their happy ending is shattered one late night, and just like that, Ollie is left bereft and alone.

The months that follow are long and dark, but slowly Ollie emerges from his grief. He even braves the waters of online dating, though deep down he doesn’t believe he can find that connection again. He doesn’t think to look for love right in front of him: his bisexual friend Thomas, the gentle giant with a kind heart and sad eyes who’s wanted him all along.

When Thomas suddenly discovers he has a son who needs him, he’s ill prepared. Ollie opens up his house—Sam’s house—and lets them in. Ollie doesn’t know what scares him more: the responsibility of caring for a baby, or the way Thomas is steadily winning his heart. It will take all the courage he has to discover whether or not fairy tales can happen for real.

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Our thoughts:

Indra Vaughn knows how to deliver grief. She ripped my soul in two as Ollie grieved over losing Samuel. Torn. To. Shreds. The intense guilt and grief were raw emotions that pulled tissue after tissue from the box next to me as I read. Intense. Real. Vulnerable. This is how Patchwork Paradise begins but it’s not all sadness and loss.

We endure Ollie’s grief over losing Samuel for a large part of the novel, but it’s important to Ollie’s story. During his time of sorrow and loss he has to relearn life as he knows it. He’s been with Samuel since they were kids. Friends, then lovers at age sixteen. They were to be married and would live happily ever after. That was cut short and now Ollie has to find a new normal.  Now, life is no more touches and enveloping hugs. Being alone becomes something he gets used to but the loneliness is suffocating.

During this time of struggle,  it’s pure torture to read Patchwork Paradise!  Almost every memory, whether good or bad, would provoke tears. Ollie’s emotions are so profound that they impacted me with every word. Boxes of tissues. Seriously, boxes.

Over time, Ollie realizes that missing Samuel doesn’t hurt as much and that his coping and moving on isn’t the end of the world. What he never expected was to discover that Thomas, his dear friend, had always desired him. Knowing that fact propels Ollie to really think of Thomas in a new light. To consider a potential relationship with the man he’s called a friend for so long. Just when Ollie thinks it’s possible and within reach, Thomas pulls away.

Thomas pulling away becomes a common theme from then on. He’s so badly in love with Ollie that he can’t stand the thought of losing him in any way. Nothing just might be preferable to living and losing. This is infuriating to Ollie. He’s been there. Loved deeply and lost tragically. How could Thomas be so callous?!

There’s so much that goes on in this novel. From Oliver losing Samuel to the whole friendship dynamic between Oliver, Cleo, Imran and Thomas. Samuel’s parents applying unnecessary pressures on Oliver. Lastly, a baby is added to the mix. I honestly don’t know how Oliver kept it together so well. Once he grieved, he picked himself up and started taking small steps forward. WhenThomas entered the scene as a potential love interest, things became so complicated. It was worth it though because Oliver’s life would take a turn that it never would have with Samuel. He was lucky to fall in love and be loved twice in a lifetime and each one of those loves was unique and fulfilling.

Patchwork Paradise is definitely not a lighthearted story. It’s deeply emotional. Your heart will ache from Ollie’s pain. Your eyes will swell with tears, but it all worth it in the end!

RATING: STILETTOS!!

About Indra Vaughn

After living in Michigan, USA for seven wonderful years, Indra Vaughn returned back to her Belgian roots. There she will continue to consume herbal tea, do yoga wherever the mat fits, and devour books while single parenting a little boy and working as a nurse.

The stories of boys and their unrequited love will no doubt keep finding their way onto the page—and hopefully into readers hands—even if it takes a little more time.

And if she gleefully posts pictures of snow-free streets in winter, you’ll have to forgive her. Those Michigan blizzards won’t be forgotten in a hurry.

Connect with Indra:

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Giveaway

To celebrate, Indra is giving away an ebook from her backlist at EVERY BLOG STOP! She’ll also be giving out a grand prize of $25 in Riptide credit. Leave a comment to enter the contest. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on April 2, 2016. Contest is NOT restricted to U.S. entries. Thanks for following the tour, and don’t forget to leave your contact info!

BLOG TOUR: Safety in Numbers (Sizzling Miami #5) by Jessie G

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Safety In Numbers by Jessie G.
Series: Sizzling Miami book 5
Release Date: October 31, 2015
Publisher: Jessie G. Books
Cover Artist: Andrew Reyna
Pages or Words: 76,000 words
Categories: Gay fiction, M/M Romance, Romance

Today we welcome author Jessie G! It’s always a pleasure to host her and bring her latest novel to 3 Chicks After Dark. Jessie G graciously agreed be interviewed for her Safety in Numbers blog tour and we’re happy to share that interview with you today.

Give us an interesting fun fact (or a few) about your book or series.

When I wrote Past Hurts, I didn’t know I was writing a series until Bull appeared in a scene toward the end of the book. I finished that chapter, took my fingers off the keyboard and asked aloud, “Where did he come from?” I have those WTF moments a lot since I do very little of what anyone would call plotting.

How did you come up with the title of your book or series?

I don’t have trouble with titles or blurbs and usually have both written before I even start writing the book. It’s about the only guideline I give myself. Where either comes from is as big a mystery to me as it is to everyone else.

Have you ever given one of your characters the personality of someone you know?

Sure, I have said a little bit of me is in every character I write. There are a couple of characters that have taken on some characteristics of friends, family or even interesting people I see in passing.

What do you think makes a good story?

Plot, chemistry, and resolution. 
Unless you are writing a how-to manual, I think any story should have a plot. Even if it’s a sexfest, I need to know why. 

All relationships – lovers, family, friends, or even enemies – need to have chemistry. Make me believe why these people care for each other or hate each other. 

By the end of the book or the series, tie up all the story lines. Don’t leave your readers hanging. Whoever thought fading to black at the end of the last episode of the Sopranos was an asshole.

What does your family think of your writing?

My immediate family is extremely supportive of my writing and are my biggest cheerleaders.

Thank you so much for hosting Safety in Numbers today. Good luck to all who enter the rafflecopter and if anyone has any questions, I’ll be stopping by to answer. – Jessie

Blurb:

“Bros stick together no matter what.”

When Chris and Liam made that promise, they had no idea how important it would become or how it would be tested in the most brutal way. Nine years later, their bond cemented in blood, that relationship is all they have to hold on to.

“No matter what happens, this friendship will be the one constant we can count on.”

When Billy and Owen made that promise, they knew exactly how dangerous the world could be. They survived prison by protecting each other and they survived freedom by holding that promise sacred. Now they want more than just to survive and they want it from the brothers whose bond is as strong as their own.

“We are stronger together than we’ll ever be apart.”

When Owen reaches his breaking point, Chris jumps at the chance to make things right for all of them. With the future in their grasp, will they realize their strength is in their numbers and finally become the family they crave?

Author’s Note: This is NOT a foursome, but the story of two couples that needed to be told together.

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That silence hid a lot from their friends, but Liam knew Chris was plagued with memories far worse than his. That’s why they decided not to celebrate alone this year. Billy and Owen were expected any minute and it was the first time they invited anyone to join them. The anniversary was bittersweet for them and they chose to celebrate it because becoming brothers meant that much to them. “Do you think they’ll find it stupid?”

Chris just shrugged as if it was no skin off his back what they thought and Liam knew that was just bravado. Fact was, they both very much cared what the two men thought. “Liar.”

His brother sighed and dropped his head back. As if shit wasn’t fucked up enough, they fell for two bastards just as fucked up as they were. “I know you’re worried about Owen. The business with Colin is growing out of their control and I’m not sure why he thinks it’s a good thing. Is he trying to prove something? And the middle of the night phone calls from the FTR? He’s looking more and more fragile every day.”

Liam knew he wasn’t stating anything new. What he didn’t know was what Chris intended to do about it. Lately, when it came to Owen, Chris conveyed zero intent and seemed to be waiting for Owen to read him as effortlessly as Liam did. Their brother bond had been forged through blood and he was afraid Chris’s expectations of Owen were unreasonable. “Do you see his face every time he thinks he’s failed to understand you? The weight of it is crushing.”

Instead of regret, all Liam saw was anger in Chris. It wasn’t a common emotion for Chris and Liam could name every time he saw it. The fact that Chris knew what he was capable of if provoked had made him extremely conscious of that emotion and he often went to great lengths to contain it.

Owen was the very definition of insecure. Just the type to inspire Chris’s protective instincts, which Liam knew for a fact Owen did. Hell, he inspired Liam’s protective instincts. Owen was stubborn though and he often distanced himself, keeping things bottled up until they manifested elsewhere. Like in panic attacks that felt like heart attacks, which he also tried to hide. Liam nearly lost it when they found out that Billy was keeping Owen’s secret.

Chris nodded slowly, as if he completely followed Liam’s train of thought and waited for him to connect the dots. And just like that, Liam understood. “You’re pissed because he doesn’t come to you when the panic sets in. That he hides it from you and they hide it from us.”

It made total sense, but he had to wonder if they were expecting too much. After all, they couldn’t call what was going on with either man a relationship. No, they were four fucked up bastards trying to come together in some romanticwhat? Not a foursome, eww…he loved Chris, but yeah, that just wasn’t happening. And Owen wasn’t his type any more than Billy was Chris’s type. But—always with the fucking buts, right?—what was happening was very definitely happening to the four of them, and Liam now had to wonder if that was the problem, because trying to come together was definitely not the same as being together.

Chris shook his head and shifted in his seat. No, he was right. It wasn’t just their brother bond that made it impossible to move forward as two separate couples. Billy and Owen had formed their own unique friendship in prison and were no more likely to move forward without the other one either. “Just once, couldn’t we have done something the easy way?”

The fire door banged open and Liam turned to see Billy and Owen, arms full of brightly wrapped packages, struggling to pull a huge cluster of balloons through the door. It was a shocking contrast to their dark thoughts and so uncharacteristically sweet of both men. Billy caught their surprised stare and yelled, “Is this where the party’s at?”

“It is now.” It might seem silly, but it was exactly what they needed and exactly who they needed it from. Maybe they hadn’t been expecting too much at all. Liam rose to give them a hand and glanced down to see the look of longing in Chris’s eyes and thought maybe it was time they all expected more.

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Meet the author:

Like many readers, the dream of being a writer has been with me a long time. After three decades of trying, I’d begun to doubt. Thanks to social media, I followed my favorite authors hoping to glean some words of wisdom as I pounded out half-formed ideas with alarming regularity. Two repetitive themes emerged: to be a great writer you must read a lot and your butt must be in the chair every day like it’s a job. The more you write, the easier it will be to write and the better you will be at writing. I took that advice to heart and write every day. With six published books to date, three series in the works and a full schedule of releases planned for the next two years, it’s been amazing to have made this dream my reality.

I am a firm believer in marriage equality, love at first sight, power dynamics and happily ever after. I’m a lover of strong secondary characters and series filled with families, biological or chosen. All are themes you’ll find throughout my books.

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Our thoughts:

Safety in Numbers is a pretty complex story because it deals with four members of The Fork in the Road halfway house at once: Liam, Chris, Billy and Owen. Liam and Chris are step brothers and protect each other at all costs. Owen is Bull’s brother. When Owen went to prison with a target on his back, he fell under Billy’s protection by chance. They’ve been inseparable ever since.

Although we don’t see a lot of action in their story, we have a lot of emotional turmoil and personal growth that the four men must navigate through. Their stories are intertwined because of their friendship/familial status. Chris finds himself attracted to Owen and Billy has the same feelings towards Liam. Nobody wants to act on their feelings without the blessings of their ‘brothers.’

Chris has to overcome years of silence and come to terms with the incident that sent him into prison with Liam. When Owen is floundering to maintain control of his personal demons and is losing his grip, Chris finally finds a reason to break his silence.

Billy was scared he’d eventually fail or hurt Liam so he was afraid to pursue. He realizes he must take the chance or he’ll miss out on being the recipient to such strong love and devotion from Liam. Liam needs to be loved and Chris healed. Liam needs to be happy and spread that happiness. Liam also wants Billy to accept how far he’s come in his rehabilitation.

Now you see why their story is so intertwined. They’re two couple but really one family. They need the stoic strength of Chris to keep them going, Liam’s happiness to keep them grounded. They need Billy to see how much he can contribute so they can all be there to help Owen get through his demons. They are an interesting bunch that deserve love and happiness.

As Safety in Numbers progresses, there are many changes to the businesses and halfway house. Bull and Red are moving on. Billy is spending more time at Ty’s shop working bikes. Everyone is starting to outgrow where they are and striving for more. They’re settling in to relationships and wanting homes and families. Fans of the series will enjoy seeing the changes and growth.

I found this book hard to review because I don’t want to give out spoilers. Also, because their lives are so intertwined that it’s hard to separate out one couple without having a direct impact on the other couple. This is definitely a pivotal book in the series. A lot of changes occur and the foundation laid for more to come in the Sizzling Miami series.

RATING: BAD ASS BOOTS!!

 

Tour Dates & Stops:

9-Nov: KathyMac Reviews, Nephy Hart, Foxylutely Book Reviews

10-Nov: Unquietly Me, Prism Book Alliance, Book Reviews, Rants, and Raves

11-Nov: Bayou Book Junkie, Books A to Z

12-Nov: The Novel Approach

13-Nov: V’s Reads

16-Nov: 3 Chicks After Dark, Cheekypee Reads and Reviews

17-Nov: Parker Williams, Jill P Rand, Two Chicks Obsessed With Books and Eye Candy

18-Nov: Joyfully Jay

19-Nov: Multitasking Mommas, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

20-Nov: Carly’s Book Reviews

23-Nov: Loving Without Limits, Molly Lolly

24-Nov: Love Bytes, Vampires, Werewolves, and Fairies, Oh My

25-Nov: Amanda C. Stone, BFD Book Blog

26-Nov: MM Good Book Reviews, Andrew Q. Gordon

27-Nov: Gay Media Reviews, Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents

30-Nov: Cheekypee Reads and Reviews, Inked Rainbow Reads

1-Dec: Cathy Brockman Romances, Elisa – My Reviews and Ramblings

2-Dec: Velvet Panic, MM Good Book Reviews

3-Dec: Sassygirl Books, Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews

4-Dec: My Fiction Nook

 

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The High King’s Golden Tongue by Megan Derr

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Released 4 November 2015

Published by Less Than Three Press

Word count/pages: 107, 000 words

Cover artist: John Coulthart

Sale link: LT3 Press

Blurb:

Prince Allen has trained his entire life to follow in the footsteps of his illustrious mother, who has made their kingdom one of the wealthiest and most influential in the empire. For the past few years he has trained to become the new consort of the High King. The only thing no one prepared him for was the stubborn, arrogant High King himself, who declares Allen useless and throws him out of court.

High King Sarrica is ruling an empire at war, and that war will grow exponentially worse if his carefully laid plans do not come to fruition. He’s overwhelmed and needs help, as much as he hates to admit it, but it must be someone like his late consort: a soldier, someone who understands war, who is not unfamiliar with or afraid of the harsher elements of rule. What he doesn’t need is the delicate, pretty little politician foisted on him right as everything goes wrong.

Publisher note: this is a highly expanded, completely re-written version of the free short that was previously available under the same title.

Our Thoughts:

Where to even begin! I wasn’t sure what to expect upon setting out with this novel. It sounded extremely interesting and I was anxious to start but nothing prepared me for how consumed I was once I started reading! I literally devoured this novel is about a day.

The High King’s Golden Tongue began as a short story and then was later re-written and expanded by author Megan Derr. I can see why her fans demanded more. I couldn’t imagine a shorter version of this fantastic fantasy realm and its lively people.

I enjoyed the world that Derr built. So much detail and workings between lands and nobles was extensive but never overwhelming. The rapport and cajoling between Sarrica and his brother-in-laws Lesto and Rene entertaining and endearing. Sarrica was just gruff enough to warrant being a bit arrogant but he was also humble and understanding of his stubbornness and faults.

Whimsical yet proper Allen just about steals the show! He’s a character you just love from the start and nothing he does changes that view along the way. He’s fair, caring and carries his own burdens with a  distinguished poise. He wants nothing more than to be the best consort to the High King and even when rejected he doesn’t give up. His persistence is a quality that gets him through many tough spots.

The story never dulls. In the palace of the High King, there’s always something going on: treason, kidnappings, marriages to arrange, politics, and wars to fight. At every turn there was something or someone demanding the King’s attention or discretion. The man was seriously stressed. Allen’s talents were of great need but the stubborn Sarrica would have to let go of the tight hold of control just a bit to see the true gem present before him. The action and adventures were truly page turning in this novel.

As a reader I was not only enamored by Allen and his talents, but Sarrica, Rene, Tara, Lesto, Jac and other very personable characters that colored the pages. Sometimes I laughing, cried or just smiled widely but I definitely felt joy at the end and a bit of sorrow that the story was over. Never fear! It looks like Lesto will have his chance to dazzle us again in 2016 in The Pirate of Fathom’s Deep!

RATING: STILETTOS!!

BLOG TOUR and REVIEW: Game Misconduct by V.L. Locey

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Series: Trilogy

Author: V.L. Locey

Publisher: Ellora’s Cave

Cover Artist: Allyse Karam

Length: 33,150 words

Release Date: September 23, 2015

Blurb: This book is a sequel to Two Man Advantage

Life has been treating Victor Kalinski well, which is a surprise for the ginger-haired forward with the venomous tongue. His career is somewhat stable, at least for another season. His relationship with Cougars alternate captain Dan Arou is deepening, despite the fact that Daniel has yet to come out of the closet.

It’s typical Kalinski luck when a puck bunny he shared a drunken night with several months ago slaps him with a paternity suit. Despite the sizzling passion and painfully heartfelt connection between them, Dan doesn’t take the news well, and heads back to Canada alone.

If he wants to make things right and win back the man he loves, he has no choice but to swallow his pride—and nobody’s prouder than hot-headed, ego-driven Victor.

Reader Advisory: This story has graphic sexual language and scenes—no closed bedroom doors (or other rooms) here!

An adult male/male romance from Ellora’s Cave

Excerpt

I found Dan in our bathroom running a Q-tip around his right ear as water from his recent shower ran from his hair. He smiled at me, a special kind of light in his eyes. I stalled in the doorway, my summons wrinkled in my fist. The smile disappeared from his face as I stared blankly at him. He tossed the swab into the trash, which needed to be dumped, and turned to face me.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. My gaze roamed over him clad in nothing but gray cargo shorts that hung off his hips. If not for the fact that my heart was beating so hard I was scared it would blow up, I would have gotten all over the man. He still torqued me up like no one else ever had. “Vic, what’s wrong?”

I handed him the wadded-up legal document. His gaze darted from my face to the crinkled papers then back to my face.

“I don’t know who the fuck this chick is, but she is playing me,” I managed to cough up. I looked around the room, trying to get the palpations under control. The walls had ugly flowered wallpaper on them. The counter was plain white. Two razors lay side by side next to the sink. Sometimes, like right then, I wanted nothing more than to grab my razor and my toothbrush and get the fuck out of Dodge. Just seeing Dan’s personal shit playing cozy-cozy with mine scared me to death. Most days when that urge to fuck this thing up overtook me, I swallowed it down like a bad oyster and forced myself to get past it. Today, then, there, that second, those two razors were about to push old Vic K. over the brink.

“Paternity test,” he whispered as the papers blew in a stiff summer wind. I couldn’t look away from those two disposables.

“Someone is playing me, Dan,” I grunted, then spun from the Schick love-fest occurring on the chipped white bathroom counter. I pounded out to the living room, my feet squelching in my wet sneakers.

“Well yeah, obviously this Heather chick is trying to pin this on you. Big-name sports star. It happens like daily, you know?”

I nodded as I paced the small but homey place where we spent most of our downtime, aside from the bedroom. I jammed my fist into my other hand and began grinding as I circled the sofa.

“Yeah, but why me and why now? Why not do this when I was pulling in the big bucks in Beantown?”

Dan dropped onto the couch and put his bare feet on the edge of the coffee table. As I paced, he flattened out the summons on his thick thighs and read. My gut was in turmoil. My head felt light. My heart still thundered in my ribs. A kid. My kid. I barely made it back to the bathroom. I threw up the fancy lunch that we had eaten at the golf club earlier. Dan didn’t come in, which was wise. I don’t like people fawning over me when I’m sick. Dear old Mom never did. I could handle myself. Been doing it since I was about five. I’d had a head cold the month before and nearly ripped Dan into bits one day for making me chicken noodle soup. Why that man was still with me, I do not know. I retched a few times, then slammed the lid and flushed. Over to the sink for a swig of mouthwash. Do not look at the razors, Kalinski, or you will make a bigger twat out of yourself.

“You okay?” Dan called.

“Yeah, just some ptomaine from the clam chowder at lunch,” I replied, my throat and nose still burning. “I’m taking a shower.”

“Okay. I’ll read this over close while you wash.”

The shower didn’t last long enough, nor did it help one damn bit. Aside from having nuts that smelled like an Irish glen, I was still this close to hyperventilating. A kid. Holy fucking goat titties, I needed a drink.

“Hey, you need to call a lawyer in the morning,” Dan said when I shuffled into the living room in nothing but an old pair of cutoff jeans. “This paperwork is crazy legal, but according to what this Hillary—”

“Heather. Heather Pavlick. Who the fuck is Heather Pavlick?” I asked the kitchen table.

I jerked open the cupboard under the sink and reached for the bottle of Yukon Jack, one of three or four bottles of booze we had on hand for cocktails at night if the mood struck. Dan kind of liked Jack over ice. Did I want ice? Did I want a glass? Nah. The whiskey burned my raw throat like gasoline. I lowered the bottle, coughed, and ran the back of my hand across my tingling lips. I saw Dan appear in the doorway, papers still in his hand. He looked upset.

“I wish you’d use a glass,” he grumbled, then stalked around me to get two tumblers from the cupboard next to the fridge. I sucked in some air through my teeth in reply. His whole body twitched at the sound. “Two fingers, and stop making that fucking noise,” he said after he returned to my side. I glugged some Jack into both tumblers, my eyes on Dan’s. He handed me a glass. We both knocked the whiskey back then went out to the couch, him with my summons and me with the Jack.

“Okay, so this is obviously some sort of rip-off,” Dan said after we’d dropped our asses back to the sofa. Thankfully he’d left the boob tube off. I was so not in the mood to talk over his science shows. I poured myself another two fingers. Dan held up his glass, so I refreshed him. “Heather Pavlick. Is that the girl you were serious with?”

I shook my head as I swirled the Canadian whiskey around my glass. Mr. and Mrs. Rupert’s voices, as well as the smell of meat grilling, rolled in through the windows.

“No, her name was Gina. We were careful. I mean, we were obsessively careful every time we fucked to prevent any kind of kid-making.” A kid. I couldn’t get the glass of whiskey to my lips fast enough. Ah, what a nice burn.

“This is why you should just identify as gay and be done with it. You don’t have to worry about knocking me up.”

“Yeah well, if I could just pick my sexual identity like I do my socks, I would. But I kind of like pussy once in a while. Stop badgering me, gay boy.”

“That’s just weird,” Dan muttered, and sipped his Jack.

I nodded. Yeah, to a gay dude, wanting pussy probably did seem weird. And while I didn’t crave it anymore because, yeah, Dan Arou, back in the day I’d taken some great delight in leaping from twat to cock with wild abandon.

“Maybe you can talk to someone in the team’s legal department. I mean, this will come out. They’ll want to know about it beforehand so they can handle the bad PR.”

“Fuck. My. Life.” I dumped more of the amber liquid into my glass. My stomach rolled and bucked as whiskey met empty gut. Whatever the landlord was cooking was making me queasy.

“This is just fucked,” Dan said after a long moment of silence punctuated only by my stomach speaking up. “See, this paper says ‘unborn child’, and that’s impossible. You and me have been tight since Thanksgiving of last year. That’s nine months, right? November to July is nine.”

“If you count November.”

Christ on a unicycle. Dan and I really been doing the monogamy thing for nine months. I mean, I knew that we had, but hearing him say it out loud drove the point home. No wonder those razors made me twitchy. That was fucking incredible. Even with Gina, I’d bailed at six months. That had been the most solid relationship I’d ever been in before Mr. Stumpy and I had hooked up. Someone call Guinness. We got a new world record here. I threw another two fingers of Yukon down. Dan made a noise about the speed of my ingestion, I assume, which I ignored.

A moment ticked by. Two. Three. Dan sipped and repeatedly read that summons, counting and recounting the months. This was major fuckery, because there had been no one but Dan since the first time I’d punched him in the face.

My gaze rested on the Xbox under the flat screen. Our games were scattered on the floor. I tipped my head to stare at the artwork on a World War I battle game that Dan and I liked. It showed a German zeppelin dropping bombs on some European city…

It hit me like a semi that had lost its brakes. Ms. Goodyear. That blonde with the incredible tits. I’d rolled her the night I’d tried to drink Dan away. Had her name been Heather? Had she said? Did it matter? Guess so.

“Ah, fuck,” I moaned, then closed my eyes.

“What? Did you figure out who this woman is?”

Shit. Just shit. This was going to be bad. I inhaled through my nose, blew out the breath and started sucking on that Jack bottle like a hungry babe. Dan jerked it from my hand. Whiskey sloshed down my chest. I swallowed what was in my mouth, licked my lips and turned to find Dan looking at me with concern tinting his lapis eyes.

This was going to suck.

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Author PicV.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, two dogs, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and three Jersey steers.

When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.

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Our two favorite hockey players are back as feisty and pig-headed as ever. Vic and Dan have a good thing going. They’re attraction hasn’t waned. Their sex life is as vivid and lust filled as ever. Then with one piece of paper it all falls apart in an instant. Vic has been named the baby daddy in a paternity suit. It isn’t the fact he could be the father, it’s that Vic never mentioned the slip up to Dan that’s the problem. That’s what has Dan in a twist. He feels betrayed. He feels cheated on and most of all he can’t trust Vic. So, he decides he needs some time to think.

During this time, Vic is pretty much in self destruct mode. He falls into the same alcohol abusive ways of his mother. He also meets with the baby momma and realizes a lot of things. One, he doesn’t want his potential kid to have an alcoholic, loser dad. Second, he doesn’t want to lose Dan. The more they’re apart, the more he knows they are better together. This is love. No doubt about. Now he just has to bring Dan around so he can fess up.

I love Vic and his unapologetic way. He has no filter, and although he is crass, he’s true to himself. His fast wit and mostly derogatory speech had me smiling throughout this book. Dan is a nice balance to Vic. He’s nice, totally PC and aways in control.

The book ends with an open ending. Several things aren’t resolved so there will at least be a third book in the series. We have to know how revenge is served up and the results of the paternity test. I’m sure V.L. Locey is loving that everyone is flipping out over not knowing!

RATING: BAD ASS BOOTS!

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