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In my opinion, a man had a right to celebrate his thirty-seventh birthday in any way he deemed fit. When I decided I wanted to party until I didn’t remember the year I was born, I determined it would be a good idea find a warm body to accompany me in my goal. I didn’t expect to meet a handsome young guy at the bar to take my mind off my troubles, which included a surprise marriage for my mother to a man she’d only known for a month, nor that my best friend and law partner would turn into a useless idiot at the prospect of his wife having their first baby.
Life’s highway had a wicked way of reminding a person they don’t have a lot of control over which lane they’ll swerve into at any given moment. If anyone didn’t believe that, I’d tell them the story of my father, a loving man who died way too young.
Fate was definitely a cruel mistress, but when I met the gorgeous redheaded grad student whose shining hazel eyes held flecks of gold, I had a hard time seeing the line, which was getting blurrier every time I held Taylor in my arms. As I watched him dancing in his leather pants while calling me ‘Daddy,’ I decided it wouldn’t hurt to take a test drive.
Of course, I didn’t see the sign…
Beware… Potholes ahead
Getting busted for a pot possession charge wasn’t something I’d planned to do, and seeing my uncle nearly go apoplectic when he came to bail me out made me want to laugh. His ranting was unavoidable, and it would have been funny if I didn’t know his behavior was nothing compared to what I’d meet when my father found out.
Dad and I both had surprises for each other, but when I arrived in Washington, DC, to confess my sins to the man, I decided one night with a sexy guy had to happen because I would be going on lockdown for a long time. I couldn’t begin to believe my own stupid luck at meeting Tommy…his bar name, of course.
There was a pull between us we couldn’t break, and if I had my way, we wouldn’t. I could see the man was skittish, and if he hadn’t settled down by thirty-seven, he probably never would. That was a reality I tried to accept, but when he came back for more? All bets were off.
Neither of us had any idea what the cosmos had in store for us, and I didn’t know if we could maneuver the curves coming our way. God knew, if I had my way, Miles…his real name…would be mine. Unfortunately, there were roadblocks neither of us could have anticipated.
Can we travel the road to get to each other?
Caution… Detour ahead.
Please Note: This book contains material which may be offensive to some readers. It includes graphic language, adult situations, and descriptions of sexual activity between two, consenting adult males. This fictional story is intended for adults over 18 and is approximately 88,000 words in length, is an H-E-A, and doesn’t end in a cliffhanger. I hope you enjoy it.
Happy Monday!! I wanted to announce that my book, “Forgiveness is a Virtue,” has a new cover!
I’ve signed up with “Draft2Digital,” and I’m pleased to announce that my ebook, “Forgiveness is a Virtue” is now available on Kobo. I gave it a new cover, and anxiously await word from other outlets. I’ll keep you updated!
Lawrence ‘Lawry’ Schatz
Self-medicating? As often as possible.
My life was upended with a two-word text, and a meeting with my boss’s boss nearly finished me off. I fell into a downward spiral with no intention of pulling out, but my brother, Hank, had other ideas. He called in a big gun, Gabriele Torrente, who dragged me to New York and pushed me to get myself together.
At a family event, I hooked up with the hottest guy I’d ever met, intending to relieve some tension, but he turned out to be more than I imagined. He was sassy, opinionated, and he completely set me on my ear. Maxim Partee wouldn’t put up with my crap, but after I made a huge mistake, he still agreed to be my friend, which was precisely what I needed. I couldn’t envision he might need me in return.
Maxim ‘Maxi’ Partee
Lonely? Very much so.
Power bottom? You bet your…bottom.
I had a successful business…two of them as a matter of fact. I had friends who I cherished, and I loved my life, telling myself it would be more than enough for me. I chose the men I spent time with, and it was always on my terms. An unfortunate hook-up at a birthday party led me down a path I didn’t expect, but I met a nice, misguided man from whom I couldn’t easily walk away.
The journey he needed to traverse might leave me alone, but I supported his need to do it. Where would it leave me? No idea.
Please Note: This book contains material which may be offensive to some readers. It includes graphic language, violence, adult situations, and descriptions of sexual activity between two, consenting adult males. This fictional story is intended for adults over 18 and is approximately 86,000 words in length. It is the fourth book in “The Lonely Heroes Series.” I hope you enjoy them.
Shepard Smokey Colson
While at dinner with a friend, I saw a news report that a man I revered, Colonel Wesley Howzer, and his wife, Doreen, died in a freak accident in Greece, leaving behind a son. I felt the pull to attend the funeral and offer the young man, a chef, my assistance. His father wasn’t just the man who had been my training officer when I was in John Wayne School for Delta. He was Saber, a well-respected member of Alpha Unit One, the same Ranger Unit Gabriele ‘Gabby’ Torrente, the linguist, belonged to when he was still in the Army.
My history with the military was bleak, but I owed Saber a debt of thanks for being there for me when I was going through a wicked time in my life. If it weren’t for Saber, I’d have likely not lived to see the next day after I was dishonorably discharged.
Going to Georgia to support the man’s son and offer any assistance was a no-brainer. I had no idea what I was walking into, but when I met the son of the man I admired nearly as much as my own father? I couldn’t walk away, regardless of where the road would lead me.
I’d met Parker Howzer when he was seventeen, and I was being kicked out of the Army. My head wasn’t on straight at the time, and all I remembered about the kid was he wore braces and seemed to want to be anywhere but at the table with his parents and me at the time. The beautiful man I met in a small diner in Columbus, Georgia wasn’t anything I expected. What would it take to pay my debt to Saber? I’d learn it would be more than just a condolence visit. It might be the thing to change my life.
Parker Buckley Howzer
My parents were dead, or so I’d been told by a friend of theirs over the phone. That was the only thing that echoed in my head. My job didn’t matter. My personal life didn’t matter. The only two people in the whole world who ever loved me were gone, and how was I supposed to survive that? They’d been a blessing to me when they adopted me at twelve, and I thought I had life by the tail because of Wesley and Doreen.
Suddenly, with one phone call, I was an orphan again. An orphan with a lot of problems because someone was looking for something belonging to my parents, and they believed I had it, or so I would learn. I had no idea what or why, and no thoughts about how to figure it out.
Shepard Colson, or Smokey to his friends, came along like an avenging angel from heaven. He seemed to sense early on I was in danger, and he vowed to keep me safe, but at what cost to both of us? That worried me more than anything because Shepard held a power over me that would be life-altering. Whether I was ready or not, my life was about to change. I just didn’t know how much.
Please Note: This book contains material which may be offensive to some readers. It includes graphic language, violence, and/or adult situations and descriptions of sexual activity between two, consenting adult males. This fictional story is intended for adults over 18, is approximately 87,000 words in length. It is the third book in the series entitled, “The Lonely Heroes Series.” Each book can be read alone or as part of the series. I hope you enjoy them.