Long Road Home is out!!
Being part of a shared world has been such an amazing opportunity for me. Writing is so often a solitary industry but writing in the same world makes all my writer friends feel closer. We're all in this world together.
It was fitting that Hank and Thom, my heroes in Long Road Home, both live solitary lives as well. Hank as a truck driver and Thom as a farmer.
Blurb:
Thom is suspicious, flirty, and—worst of all—human. He
believes the whole town of Los Lobos is one large cult. And if that isn’t bad
enough, somebody seems determined to kill him. The man might as well have a
huge, Do Not Touch sign painted on his back.
None of that stops Hank from wanting the farmer the moment they meet. Just because he wants something, however, doesn’t mean he’s going to get it. He learned that lesson early on in life. Thanks to his sexual orientation, he’ll never find the one thing every Wolf craves: a pack. Best for him to do his job and get back on the road.
But time spent with a human can do funny things to a Wolf. Especially a human as addictive as Thom.
None of that stops Hank from wanting the farmer the moment they meet. Just because he wants something, however, doesn’t mean he’s going to get it. He learned that lesson early on in life. Thanks to his sexual orientation, he’ll never find the one thing every Wolf craves: a pack. Best for him to do his job and get back on the road.
But time spent with a human can do funny things to a Wolf. Especially a human as addictive as Thom.
Excerpt:
What am I doing? He hadn’t been so twisted up by a guy
since high school. When he’d been younger, the behavior had been acceptable. He
hadn’t come out. Hell, he hadn’t even admitted the truth to himself. He wasn’t
a nervous and naive boy any longer.
When
he reappeared, Thom said, “I’m attracted to you. I should’ve told you before you
offered to stay and help me, but everything happened so fast. The timing never
seemed right. Then I wanted you to stay, but not to help me. Which wasn’t fair
to you. So I’m telling you. I’m attracted to you.”
Hank
stared at him for a second. The shock of the declaration was written on his
crinkled brow and his agape mouth. Then he blinked and shook his head. He
wrapped his arms around Thom’s waist before he leaned forward and kissed him.
The
stubble on Hank’s face brushed against his cheek and his lips were firm and
demanding. He moaned under the sensual onslaught. When Hank took advantage of
the sound to deepen the kiss, Thom’s cock swelled and his heart raced.
“Inside.
Now.” The rough words couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than a command.
One Thom complied with instantly.
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