My next release under BLMorticia is Wounded Pride, the follow-up to Wounded Hearts. Release day is February 17th, which also happens to be my wedding anniversary. *smiles* Check out this sultry story I wrote with fabulous author Remmy Duchene
BLURB: Renford Kline is straight… right? He got over his experimentation in college and moved on. Then how does he explain his blush-inducing fantasies about Brian Daystar? Fantasies he’s having when he should be focused on his career move from attorney to professor. When Brian comes to New York, Renford knows he’s in trouble. Everything about Brian attracts him—from his tight body to his beautiful, dark, hair—but Renford is straight… right?
Brian Daystar needs a break. He’s been working nonstop to turn his Montana ranch into a safe haven for at-risk youth—so much so that he can’t even bring himself to care when he finds out his partner, country star Corey, is cheating on him. Their relationship has been over for a long time, but it might take his feelings for Renford to make Brian accept it.
Both men have decisions to make. Renford must come to terms with who he truly is, and Brian is going to have to decide if he will shun his happiness or embrace it.
Here is a small excerpt!
After saying his good-byes to his new friend Gertrude, Brian stepped off the plane and headed for the escalator to the lower level. He checked his phone for any new messages and noticed one from Tobias telling him to get laid. Seeing that, Brian snickered, then looked through the rest of his texts. Nothing other than the one from Zane, saying Renford would be picking him up.
When Brian noticed that, shivers crawled up his spine. Although they were only friends, Renford did all kinds of weird things to him without even trying. They’d only talked a few times on the phone and only briefly about Cyrus and Ash, as well as the center.
If only Brian could change his mind and they could get to know each other better, then almost all of his problems with being single would be solved.
Stepping off the escalator, he walked over to the baggage claim and waited for his suitcase. He turned around, looking for the handsome man to come into view, and when he caught sight of him, he wasn’t disappointed.
Here’s my handsome ride.
“And my roomie for a week or so.” Brian didn’t think he should stay with Renford the whole time he was in New York. Zane had mentioned staying at his place or Ceecee’s, which would be a good idea so he didn’t crowd Renford too much during his stay.
Brian waved, trying his best not to look too excited. Anticipation filled him, making his heart beat a little faster than usual. When they locked eyes, Renford waved back and looked both ways before crossing the foot traffic to meet him.
“Hello. Thanks for coming to pick me up.”
“No worries,” Renford replied. “How was your flight?”
“It wasn’t as bad as I expected. Made a new friend too. She’s a sweet old lady who spends a lot of time traveling, since she’s widowed. I hope to have her energy when I get older.” Brian adjusted the bag on his shoulder.
Renford took the handle for the suitcase. “It’s not older, Brian. It’s mature. I’m sure she’d tell you that.”
Brian bit his lip when Renford’s hand lightly brushed his. After feeling that jolt of adrenaline run through his veins, it was hard as hell to concentrate and say the right thing. “Well, she claimed to be in her eighties. I told her she looked great for her age, and she did.”
“Are you excited to see Corey?” Renford led Brian toward the exit. “I hear the songs he wrote for Corey on the radio and they’re amazing. I still can’t believe Zane is that good. I mean, we used to jam together growing up, but wow… so proud of that dude.”
At the mention of Corey’s name, Brian’s mood immediately went south. He pursed his lips together, wondering if he should say anything to Renford about his real purpose for coming to New York.
“Yeah, I, um… I’m really happy for Zane. He’s so good at so many things.” Brian followed him, but not too close so he wouldn’t get the wrong idea.
Crossing the street, Renford carried the case up the stairs and stopped at a black crossover. “That he is. You hungry?” He opened the trunk and hefted the suitcase in.
“I am, but there’s something I have to take care of first. Do you mind dropping me off at Corey’s studio?” Brian felt it best to get the bad over with quickly so he could enjoy the rest of his vacation in the Big Apple.
“I wasn’t asking you out, Brian,” Renford said, closing the back. “There’s a muffin and a bottle of water and juice on the backseat.”
“Oh.” Brian kind of hoped he was. “Thanks for that. I’ll gladly take it since I was too nervous to eat anything on the flight or beforehand.” He looked down at the fancy car, not surprised Renford was driving a dream vehicle.
Dreamy man, dreamy car.
The shoe fit well, and Renford wore it perfectly.