Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Author interview with Jacob Flores about his new novel Please Remember Me.

We are very happy to welcome Jacob Z. Flores to the Smoocher’s Voice blog today. Flores’ latest novel Please Remember Me is available on Dreamspinner Press.

Jacob Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hardass assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his fictional world.

Summers in Provincetown, Massachusetts, provide Jacob with inspiration for his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed man flesh and daily debauchery stimulates his personal muse. When he isn’t stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his daughter. They both represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise predominantly red swath in south Texas.

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Jodi: Thank you, Jacob, for stopping by the blog today. It is a pleasure to ask you some questions about your writing and your latest book, Please Remember Me. When did you begin your writing career, and why did you choose to write in the romance genre?

Jacob:       Thank you for having me. I really appreciate it.

I officially started my writing career in 2011, when I wrote Moral Authority. I had wanted to be an author for most of my life. I used to write comic books at my grandmother’s table for crying out loud! So it has always been in my blood, but when it came time for me to choose my major in college, I chose a more practical field. Because you can do anything with an English degree, right?

In 2011 something snapped inside me. The desire to write that had always burned like a raging inferno re-ignited, and I wrote Moral Authority, my dystopian novel. After that, I couldn’t stop the ideas that flooded my head, so I scoured the Internet looking for publishing houses, agents, anything that would accept me.

That was when I found the m/m genre and Dreamspinner Press. I couldn’t believe there was actually an industry out there that catered to the characters I enjoyed writing. Once I found DSP, I read some of their books and tried my hand at it, and I’ve been here ever since.

Jodi: Do you plan out your books completely before you begin writing, or do you have more of a go-with-the-flow style of writing?

Jacob:       I’m a complete pantser, which is strange because I used to be a devout plotter. That changed somewhere after my fourth book. I don’t know why really. I used to create elaborate character sketches and detailed plot outlines, so I knew every stop that my characters were going to take. When I started the Provincetown Series, those boys didn’t want to be tied down by an outline. Now handcuffs. That was another story, but an outline? They didn’t like that at all. To appease them and my muse, I just let them take control. I still do the character sketches and create a blurb to give myself a general sense of direction, but after that I’m merely the vessel for my characters. They use me as they please, and I’m pretty happy with the arrangement. Some of my characters are pretty hot!

Jodi: You write both standalone and series books. Do you have a preference?

Jacob:       Wow! That’s a great question, and one I’ve never thought about before. Standalones are a lot easier to write because you don’t have to consider what happens to the characters or the plot after the final word is typed. In a series, you have tons more planning to do. What happens in book one affects books two through four.

          But you spend more time with the characters in a series. You get to know them better, more intimately because you are fleshing them out over time.

          So I guess my answer is a series just because I get to spend more time in their worlds.
         

Jodi: That being said, is Please Remember Me going to remain a standalone book, or will this turn into a series? Will Darren, Mitch, or, perhaps, Wyatt have his story told?

Jacob:       Please Remember Me is a standalone. As much as I love the secondary characters, the story has been told. I want Santi and Hank to remain the sole focus of that world. I think they deserve it after what I put them through.

Jodi: This is a great book, and I literally could not put it down. In hindsight, it probably would have been a good idea to have a box of tissues handy. What was the inspiration for this story?

Jacob:       Thank you so much for saying that. I’m thrilled you enjoyed it. And hey, maybe I should talk to Elizabeth about selling the book with a package of Kleenex as a box set.

As for the inspiration, that would be my boyfriend. Once the plot bunny hopped into my brain, I asked myself: “what would you do if Mike couldn’t remember you? After everything you have been through, how would that feel?” And that is where I told the story from. I have to admit that man truly inspired me!
           

Jodi: There are a lot of myths about amnesia. Did you have to do research about the condition?

Jacob:       Oh, most definitely. There are so many different types of amnesia. I had to choose the right one for the story I wanted to tell. I also wanted to make sure I got not only the accident that caused it and the prognosis correct, but also how it affects everyone in that individual’s life. I learned that the story is not really about the person who lost his memories; it’s primarily the tale of the one who is forgotten. That’s where the pain truly lies.

Jodi: Santi Herrera is an amazingly strong person. He is drawn to Hank from the first time he sees him, and he is not prepared to break their connection, despite the enormous fracture to the relationship. Tell us a little about Santi’s background.

Jacob:       Well, Santi lost his parents when he was in college. They were his lifelines, his anchors to the world. When they died, Santi was set adrift. Succeeding in life became his only beacon, and he used that to prove to his parents that everything they had done for him had been worth it. So before Santi meets Hank, he has no interest in relationships. He’s married to his job because that’s all he can see. Well at least until he glimpses the tall, tattooed, tanned hunk. His instant attraction and then connection to Hank is the first real emotional bond he has developed with another person since his parents.
         

Jodi: Jill is Santi’s best friend and his only real family. She is a bit over-the-top, which is probably why she is so likeable. How did the two of them meet?

Jacob:       A bit over-the-top? She’s so over-the-top she can’t even see the top from her vantage point! And that’s why I love her too. That’s why I’m glad you asked this question since I don’t cover it in the book. Jill worked at a hair salon where Santi came in for his weekly haircut. His usual stylist was out sick, and Jill was the only one open. He sat in her chair and though he gave her specific instructions on what he wanted, she did her own thing. Because as she told him, “You don’t even know what you want.” From that moment on, they were inseparable.
         

Jodi: Hank, Mitch and Darren have formed a strong brotherly bond, which Santi has a bit of a struggle breaking into. Can you tell us a little about Mitch and Darren’s background?

Jacob:       Mitch had a rough childhood like Hank. His family kicked him out for being gay, and that’s where he and Hank met—on the streets of San Diego. Since then, Mitch works hard at being independent. He put himself through beauty school and opened up his own salon “Diva’s.” For Mitch, making it on his own and keeping the family he’s formed with Hank and Darren are the most important to him. Mitch never reconnected with his family the way Hank has, and that’s one reason he hold on so tightly to them.
          Darren didn’t have a problematic family life. He actually came from a family who loved him, but was just as dysfunctional as everyone else’s. His big problem is he lacks self-confidence. When he first came to southern California, he was told by many guys he tried to date that he would never be a “SoCal gay,” and that destroyed his self-confidence. That’s why he holes up in the house, earning him the nickname Grandma. The only people he opens up to are Mitch and Hank. Without them, Darren would have no one.

Jodi:          Of course that brings us to the theme of family, which is strong in this book, despite the fact that the family bonds that have been created are a bit nontraditional. Do you have a message for your readers?

Jacob:       I actually have two. The first is that family is who and what we make it. There is no right or wrong. The people we love and who matter the most to us are our family, and we should do everything we can to include them in our lives.

          The second is a lot harder. Our family makes mistakes. Sometimes they hurt us terribly, but they are still the only family we have. If circumstances allow for reconciliation, it’s better to take it and heal the wound than live forever with the pain.
         

Jodi: It is hard for readers not to fall in love with Hank. He is so strong and vulnerable. It is difficult to imagine what it would be like to lose four years of one’s life. It was heartbreaking to read about his turmoil and confusion, especially since the story is being told from Santi’s point of view. Was Hank’s character challenging to develop?

Jacob:       Yeah, it’s pretty near impossible to not let Hank into your heart. Santi found that out real quick!

Surprisingly, it wasn’t that difficult to develop Hank’s character because everything he says and does is basically how my boyfriend would react. All I had to imagine was Mike in the situation, and what he would do or say became what Hank did or said.


Jodi: As I mentioned, this book is written in first person point of view from Santi’s perspective, until the epilogue. The first person point of view makes it easy for the reader to fall into the story and Santi’s life. Was it difficult to show Hank’s perspective through Santi’s eyes?

Jacob:       Now that was somewhat of a struggle. This is basically Santi’s story, but Hank had to be a visible and strong presence. His voice (before and after the accident) had to come through. Otherwise, the reader wouldn’t get why this was so painful for Santi. Before the accident, it was a lot easier to do that because Hank just told Santi how he felt or showed it to him in the way he touched him. After the accident, it was an absence of those words and caresses that communicated a lot of where Hank stood.

Jodi: I don’t want to give too much away, but I do need to ask … Why is Karl so surprised when he sees Santi?

Jacob:       Haha! Because Santi is so short compared to both Hank and Karl and considering Hank’s preference in the bedroom, Karl didn’t quite get how Santi could do what Hank really liked.
         
Jodi: What is your next project?

Jacob:       I’m actually embarking on a pretty big one. I’m writing a paranormal romance series that will likely be seven books. Yes, I know I’m crazy, but I’ve been enjoying creating this world. The Warlock Brothers of Havenbridge is the name of the series, and the books will follow the lives of Mason, Thad, and Warren, on their paths to love and the incredible obstacles and enemies that stand in their way.

          There are warlocks, witches, wizards, vampyren, fae, shifters, and so many more characters. It’s quite a world I’m building, and I’m doing my best to add a little twist to each other. The first book Spell Bound releases later this year, and I’m in the middle of writing the second book Blood Tied, which will hopefully release at the end of this year.

          Thank you again for having me here. It has been a pleasure.


Please Remember Me

Successful lawyer Santi Herrera couldn’t be happier with the direction his life is taking. Not only is he on track to becoming a partner in his law firm, but he’s planning his wedding to Hank Burton, a south Texas contractor who has made a name for himself despite his humble beginnings. The introverted lone wolf Santi and the friendly, outgoing Hank complement each other perfectly. From the moment they laid eyes on each other, they were hooked, and as far as Santi and Hank are concerned, a happily ever after is their destiny.

But fate deals them a devastating new hand.

A construction accident leaves Hank with severe head trauma and brings him precariously close to death. When he finally awakens, Hank doesn’t remember Santi or the love they shared for the past three years. Santi faces the greatest challenge of his life. Can he respark a flame his lover can’t recall? And can he stop the diverging paths that fickle fate charts between them?

Santi has faith in the love he and Hank shared and in the words his father once spoke to him: “It’s never too late to fall in love. All over again.”

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The Please Remember Me Giveaway Contest
I’m hosting two different giveaways. At each stop of my tour, one lucky winner will receive a free e-copy of any book from my backlist.
At the end of my tour, I’ll be giving away a $50 gift certificate to Amazon.
Good luck to everyone and thanks for stopping and visiting with me today.



And I urge readers to visit me at any or all of my social media sites:
Website/blog: http://jacobzflores.com
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5142501.Jacob_Z_Flores

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Book Tour and Interview: Trowchester Blues by Alex Beecroft







We are very happy to welcome Alex Beecroft to the Smoocher’s Voice blog today. Beecroft’s latest book, Trowchester Blues, is available on Riptide Publishing.

Alex Beecroft is an English author best known for historical fiction, notably Age of Sail, featuring gay characters and romantic storylines. Her novels and shorter works include paranormal, fantasy, and contemporary fiction.

Beecroft won Linden Bay Romance’s (now Samhain Publishing) Starlight Writing Competition in 2007 with her first novel, Captain’s Surrender, making it her first published book. On the subject of writing gay romance, Beecroft has appeared in the Charleston City Paper, LA Weekly, the New Haven Advocate, the Baltimore City Paper, and The Other Paper. She is a member of the Romantic Novelists' Association of the UK and an occasional reviewer for the blog Speak Its Name, which highlights historical gay fiction.

Beecroft was born in Northern Ireland during the Troubles and grew up in the wild countryside of the English Peak District. She lives with her husband and two children in a little village near Cambridge and tries to avoid being mistaken for a tourist.

Beecroft is only intermittently present in the real world. She has led a Saxon shield wall into battle, toiled as a Georgian kitchen maid, and recently taken up an 800-year-old form of English folk dance, but she still hasn’t learned to operate a mobile phone.
Connect with Alex Beecroft:

·       Website
·       Author Blog
·       Twitter
·       Facebook
·       Goodreads

Jodi: Thank you, Alex, for joining us on the blog. It is nice to meet you. Your latest book, Trowchester Blues, is a contemporary novel. You also write in the paranormal and fantasy genres. Do you have a preference?

Alex: Thank you! I was very happy to be asked. It's lovely to meet you too.
I have to admit that I like fantasy best, at least to read. That's probably a bit too simplistic an answer though. The truth is that as I was growing up I read nothing at all other than fantasy and science fiction, so that's where my roots are. However, as I grew up, I started branching out and learning to appreciate other genres. Now I tend to cycle through them – I'll have a contemporary binge and then suddenly go off those and onto historicals. Then after two or three historicals, I'll decide I need to read some fantasy. I would say that I prefer contemporaries and fantasies that have a dash of historical, and historicals that have a dash of fantasy (ghosts, curses etc). If you make a venn diagram of all the genres, I prefer the space in the middle where they overlap.

Jodi: Trowchester Blues takes place in the town of Trowchester. It is the first book in the Trowchester Blues universe. Is this fictional location based on a real location?


Alex: It's not based on a single real location. I've essentially taken my favourite things from lots of places around Britain and put something similar into Trowchester. So it's got York's Roman walls, and Glastonbury's spirituality tourism, and Chesterfield's church with the twisted spire, and a very splendid tea shop unashamedly based on Peacock's Tea rooms in Ely. Anything I see and like in the UK is likely to end up in there at some time or another.

Jodi: This is book has a gritty vibe, and I was hooked from the first chapter. The plot of this story is engaging and has a few twists and turns with a bit of mystery and crime thrown into the mix. Was it a challenge to incorporate murder, mayhem and romance?

Alex:          Oh thank you! I like a bit of action-adventure with my romance. Isn't there a famous bit of writing advice that says if you don't know what to write next then have a man with a gun run into the room? I've always taken that a little more literally than it's probably meant to be taken. It is important to me that my characters have lives outside the romance, so that they don't seem to have no independent existence from each other at all. It's not healthy for anyone to exist only for their significant other. And if characters are going to have lives, there's no reason why they should be boring ones.

Jodi: The two main characters are intriguing and seem to fit the adage that opposites attract, although in some ways, both characters are broken, a fact that seems to draw them together. Michael May, a police officer by trade, is on the verge of a nervous breakdown when we meet him. Tell us a little about why May, a veteran police officer, loses it at the crime scene.

Alex:          I have a friend who used to work in the police force, and she had to retire because she simply couldn't cope with the thought of entering another room and finding another dead body. Michael, who works in the missing persons unit, is facing that kind of experience every day in his job, and I feel that probably takes a toll on anyone's mental well being. I think it's because he's a veteran that he finally loses it. You know? The sheer misery of desperately trying to find lost children and finding yet another dead one has been accumulating for him for years before this. Add that to all his unresolved issues brought to the forefront of his mind by the recent death of his father, and he's just reached the point where he can't take it any more.

Jodi: Michael’s rage seems to be hereditary. Does the relationship he had with his father influence his decision to become a police officer?

Alex:          Definitely. He has an instinctive sense of justice, and growing up in an environment where he could never figure out the rules – he could never work out how to avoid setting his father off – made him yearn for a world where everything was above board and fair. He saw going into the police force as a way to protect the vulnerable from people who couldn't be trusted not to use their brains and strength to hurt them. He's always been terrified that he might turn into the man, although I could have told him that aside from the anger they aren't anything alike.

Jodi: While Michael is dark and brooding, Fintan Hulme seems to be light and, in general, happy. Tell us a little about his character.

Alex:          Finn does have some inner scars and fears, but he's adept at working around them. He takes a great deal of comfort from beauty and fine things, and he's talented at spotting them and appreciating them wherever they are. He also has a good laugh over the foibles of others and takes a lively interest in other people's lives and concerns (though he doesn't much like it when they pry back.) He's actually quite lonely, I think, but he doesn't realize it until Michael comes into his life.

Jodi: As a reader, I am drawn to Michael because of his brooding nature and inner turmoil. What is it that attracts Fintan to Michael?

Alex:  Oh, shoulders, definitely. At least initially it's Michael's brutal looks combined with his air of being emotionally fragile, and needing someone to look after him. Finn is something of a dominant bottom. Michael, who's tough enough and strong enough to hurt him, while also being biddable and lost and looking for someone to tell him what to do, pushes all of his buttons.

Jodi: On the surface, Michael seems broken, angry and depressed. Yet, he goes out of his way to help Sarah, and when she attacks him, he folds in on himself. Why does he want to help her so badly? And, why does he hide this from Fintan?

Alex: I think she's come to represent to him all the children he couldn't help in his career. He wouldn't think it consciously, but by saving and helping her, he's trying to atone or earn forgiveness for all the times he didn't manage to help a child. Including the one that opens the book. He's got so many things to work out with Finn first that he doesn't think of mentioning Sarah to him. And he hides the bruises on his arms because he feels guilty about being hurt, the same way his mother hid the wounds on her arms – not to draw attention or make anyone angry by being in need. He has some bad habits left over from his childhood, that's for sure.

Jodi: The families in this book are a bit unconventional. Finn has made a family of the book club men. How did they all get together? Are these men the focus of the other books in the universe?

Alex: Finn has excellent gaydar, so when he arrived in Trowchester and found there were no gay clubs at all, he had some fliers printed advertising the book club and handed them out to anyone who looked even vaguely interested in joining. Five years later it's evolved into a comfortable social club in which they have chips from the chip shop and sometimes cake, and occasionally discuss a book if it takes their fancy.

I certainly meant to give the book club boys their own books, but it hasn't really turned out that way so far. James the archaeologist gets his own book in Blue Steel Chain, but Idris hasn't yet, and although Billy from Blue Eyed Stranger received a flier he's quite shy and he's never yet turned up. So I don't know what's going on there. Idris really deserves a book, I think. Maybe next time.


Jodi: Finn has clear reasons for not trusting the police, but as a former police officer Michael believes in the law. Was it challenging to show both of these perspectives in the book?    

Alex: Not really. While I tend to be fully in favour of Michael's view that the police ought to be there to protect people, and that they ought to be allowed to be proud of that, I'm also fully in favour of Finn's view that they ought to leave me alone to live my own life without suspicion and harassment. I used to live on an estate famous for drug dealing, where it was a dull month when nobody's car got slashed or set on fire. One night the police hammered on my door at three o clock in the morning, waking my sleeping children. They were after the people who had sold the house to us – no doubt for some good reason – but I certainly didn't appreciate being treated like a criminal because they hadn't done their research. If I had been a criminal, I'm sure I would have appreciated it even less. It's a worthwhile job and I am glad that there are people who are willing to do it, but that doesn't make them comfortable to be around.

Jodi: This is the first book in the Trowchester Blues universe. It looks like there will be at least two more books on the horizon. The next book, Blue Eyed Stranger, is scheduled for release in April. Can you give us a sneak peak?

Alex: Absolutely I can. For the full understanding of this excerpt you need to know that Martin is a Viking re-enactor, and Billy is a morris dancer. They’ve newly met each other for the first time and are still in the stage of being dazzled. Here you go:


Matt walked off. The fiddler began to play, standing with her back to Bretwalda as though she didn't acknowledge their existence. Billy, facing the fiddler, was also facing Martin. He had taken off his black jacket to reveal a long, slender torso in a white linen shirt. His bright blue gaze lifted and locked on Martin's as he stood loosely, head up, waiting for the music to give him his cue.

What was all this then?

Billy began to dance, leaping, stepping, stamping, his feet beating against the ground as if sounding a kettle-drum. Those long legs were graceful and powerful, his arms raised and balanced and bright against the blue sky. Martin couldn't see the expression on his face even now, but his body was clearly boasting about its own prowess - I'm faster, lighter, stronger than you. I can jump higher and endure longer. You want virile? Look at me.

And damn but it was effective. He was the most beautiful creature Martin had ever seen, with sweat dampening that white shirt and turning it translucent, his grin all challenge and his laughing gaze never varying from Martin's face.

With two great bounds forward, Billy fell to one knee in front of Martin, his arms spread wide, red handkerchiefs dangling from his hands like flags. Martin looked down, embarrassed and aroused and singled out, as though he had just been propositioned in front of the summer crowd.

Billy raised his eyebrows. “Top that.”

Oh, he was on. Martin leaned down to give him a single stage direction. "Run."

He began to beat his spear against his shield, making a hollow, wooden drumbeat. Used to this, the garrison echoed the sound in a slow hand-clap of weapons designed to psych the enemy out. Billy's grin narrowed, became conspiratorial. He got to his feet, made a show of looking Martin up and down as if only just realizing what he was up against.

Sword slid from scabbard. Martin stepped forward and bellowed a war-cry into Billy's face. Billy leapt four feet in the air, turned and came down running. To the welcome sound of the entire audience roaring with laughter, Martin gave pursuit. But he had barely made it into the centre of the ring before fleet-footed Billy had hurdled over the straw bales at the outer edge and disappeared.


Jodi: What other projects are you working on?

Alex: This very week, I'm expecting to finish the first draft of a space opera m/f romance called Lioness of Cygnus 5, in which my heroine is a captain in the space navy, and my hero is a pacifist vegetarian nanobot designer condemned for murder, who she is transporting to a penal colony. I wanted to see if I could write a m/f romance in a way that I would enjoy – subverting as many of the tropes as I could find. And it's really quite exciting to have such a martial, kickass, masterful female character. I've no idea what to do with it when it's polished, but I'll find that out when I come to it.

After that, I'm not sure. I probably ought to do the Trowchester book in which Michael's ex-wife comes back into his life. Or Idris' book! Poor Idris. Always the bridesmaid and never the bride.



Trowchester Blues
Michael May is losing it. Long ago, he joined the Metropolitan Police to escape his father’s tyranny and protect people like himself. Now his father is dead, and he’s been fired for punching a suspect. Afraid of his own rage, he returns to Trowchester—and to his childhood home, with all its old fears and memories. When he meets a charming, bohemian bookshop owner who seems to like him, he clings tight.

Fintan Hulme is an honest man now. Five years ago, he retired from his work as a high class London fence and opened a bookshop. Then an old client brings him a stolen book too precious to turn away, and suddenly he’s dealing with arson and kidnapping, to say nothing of all the lies he has to tell his friends. Falling in love with an ex-cop with anger management issues is the last thing he should be doing.

Finn thinks Michael is incredibly sexy. Michael knows Finn is the only thing that still makes him smile. But in a relationship where cops and robbers are natural enemies, that might not be enough to save them.

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Sunday, February 8, 2015

Cover Reveal: Con Riley's True Brit


Book Name: True Brit
Release Date: Mid-Late February
Author Name: Con Riley

Author Bio:

Con Riley lives on the wild and rugged Devonshire coast, with her head in the clouds, and her feet in the Atlantic Ocean.
Injury curtailed her enjoyment of outdoor pursuits, so writing fiction now fills her free time. Love, loss, and redemption shape her romance stories, and her characters are flawed in ways that makes them live and breathe.
When not people watching, or wrangling her own boy band of teen sons, she spends time staring at the sea from her kitchen window. If you see her, don't disturb her—she’s probably thinking up new plots.
Where to find the author:

Publisher: Figment Ink Ltd
Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Blurb(s):




Categories: Bisexual, Contemporary, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance


Excerpt:
Ed and Pahsa discover that winning the Brit Pop! contest will take more than singing their hearts out. In this excerpt, Ed discusses a new plan of attack with Pasha:

Ed put down his mug and stepped much closer. The toes of his boots touched the tips of Pasha’s scruffy knock-off Converse trainers. “Is that really what you think we need to do all of the time from now on? Be affectionate whenever there might be a camera or people around? Verbally, I mean. And act like we’re….”

“In love?”

Did Pasha usually sound so breathless? Ed tilted his head to one side and tracked the quick flick of Pasha’s tongue wetting his lower lip.

“That’s…” Pasha hesitated, “that’s exactly what I think we should do. And I don’t think verbal affection on its own will cut it either. We should… we should probably touch. A lot. But naturally, you know? As if we have a hard time keeping our hands off each other.”

“Like this?” Ed reached for the half-full mug Pasha clutched to his chest and made sure both his hands covered Pasha’s for an extended moment as he slowly took it from him.

“Yeah.”

“And like this?” Ed pushed the strands of hair covering Pasha’s eyes to one side. “Hi.”

This time Pasha slowly smiled instead of answering.

“And what about if we hold hands?” Ed awkwardly threaded his fingers through Pasha’s. “Is that too much, do you think?”

Pasha shook his head. “No.” He cleared his throat. “No, that’s exactly what I meant by natural.” He tugged his fingers away and wiped his palms on his trousers as if they were sweaty. “You’re taking to this much faster than I thought you would.”

There wasn’t much Ed wouldn’t do to get to the finals.


Pages or Words: 62,000 words

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