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Hi! Thanks for
joining me on my blog tour for Strictly
Business, the second book in my rewritten, re-edited, self-published
Courtland Chronicles series. Leave a comment for a chance to win your choice of
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Here’s an
excerpt that will (hopefully!) whet your appetites for the rest of this hot,
angsty novella:
Eric wasn’t
normally much for cuddling, but when he awoke the next morning with Nick’s
solid six-foot-plus frame curled around him, he realized he’d slept the night
straight through for the first time in a month. It felt so good, he switched
off his alarm and lay there savoring the comfort, drifting in and out of a
pleasant doze.
At last Nick
rolled over, jolting awake when he spied the clock. “Jesus, it’s almost eight.
Don’t you have to get to the office?”
Eric yawned.
“That’s the great part about being the boss—nobody docks you when you’re late.”
“Well, if
you’re in no hurry, I’ll grab the first shower.” He’d just swung his legs over
the edge of the bed when Eric caught hold of his arm. “Cut it out, okay? I’m
already running—”
“Why don’t you
move in?” he blurted.
Nick stared at
him. “What?”
“C’mon, it’s
not that big of a surprise. We’ve talked about it before.”
“Yeah, but we
said we’d wait until we found a place together—a place we can both afford.”
“It’s not like
there isn’t plenty of room for you here.”
Nick smiled. “I
love you for suggesting it, but there’s no way I can do it now. I’ve still got
six months left on my lease.”
“I’d be happy
to pay it off.”
“I wouldn’t,”
he said firmly. “Look, I know you’re only trying to help, but I need to do this
in my own time.”
The same thing
Nick had been saying since their senior year at Columbia. Eric knew what it was
code for, but he just sighed and bit his tongue while Nick went into the bathroom,
Eric’s whirling thoughts punctuated by the patter of running shower water.
By the time
Nick emerged, his dark curls still damp and a towel knotted around his waist,
Eric couldn’t hold back anymore. “You still haven’t told your parents about us,
have you?” Nick’s flinch told him all he needed to know. “For God’s sake, Nick,
you’re twenty-three years old. When’re you going to let them have the honor of
knowing who you really are?”
Nick’s jaw
tightened. “It’s not that easy. I don’t want to disappoint them.”
Like the way I disappointed my father.
Though in truth, he’d rather enjoyed his father’s slack-jawed shock the time
he’d walked in on Eric getting fucked in the coatroom at the lake house.
Luckily, he’d never had to come out to his mother—she’d figured it out on her
own.
But Nick’s
family was nothing like his. “Nick, your parents love you. Whatever happens,
they’ll understand,” Eric said. “I’m sure the news will come as a surprise—then
again, maybe not, after all the times I’ve visited you at the farm. But you’ll
never know if you don’t give them a chance.”
Nick sank onto
the edge of the bed and rubbed a hand over his fact. “I have to pick the right
time. I can’t just go home for the weekend and say, ‘Hey, Mom and Dad—I’m gay,
Eric and I are lovers, and I’m moving in with him.’ How would you feel if somebody
dumped that on you all at once?”
“It’ll only get
harder, the longer you wait.”
“I know, I
know, but…”
But things aren’t going to change anytime
soon, so I might as well accept it. “It’s okay.” He was about to add that
it didn’t matter, but he couldn’t, because it did. It mattered terribly.
Nick cupped
Eric’s face in both hands and kissed him softly. “We’ll work this out, I
promise.”
Eric forced a
smile. “Of course we will.”
Eric Courtland is hungry for revenge—at any cost—against the cold,
unfeeling father who never loved him, and who drove his mother to an early
grave. Tossed headfirst into the shark-tank world of big business, Eric soon
learns it’s eat or be eaten, and has no choice but to throw in his lot with
ruthless titan of industry Branford Crane.
Still reeling from his mother’s death—and the guilt of not being
able to save her—Eric plunges into a dark spiral of self-destruction, rejecting
his longtime partner Nick’s love and support in favor of the harsh tutelage
Bran offers him, in and out of the bedroom.
But
one night, when Bran finally pushes Eric beyond any reasonable limit, Eric
realizes how far he’s fallen—and how desperately he needs Nick to help pull him
back from the edge.
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movies or TV (Supernatural and The Vampire Diaries are among her
favorite shows), singing along to whatever’s on her iPod, or fantasizing about
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