Meet Gavin in Heather’s newest M/M standalone romance!
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RELEASE DATE: August 9th, 2015
Blurb
All Gavin Walker, bass player for the multi-platinum selling
band, Sphere of Irony, wants to do is surf, play music, and occasionally get
laid. The problem is that Gavin has a stalker. A potentially deadly one. The
threats he receives always mention something about Gavin being gay, which isn't
public knowledge since the record label wants to keep it quiet.
Mitch Hale used to track serial killers for the FBI. A
live-changing incident led him to quit the bureau and start his own company
providing computerized security for Los Angeles' wealthiest people. Mitch
doesn't know anyone when he moves across the country from D.C. to California,
and all he has for companionship is a pathetic string of failed relationships
with women.
When Gavin's manager hires Mitch to find the stalker, the
men instantly hate each other. Despite the constant fighting, attraction
between the two blazes hot, confusing the former FBI agent. Spending time with
Gavin forces Mitch reflect on what he's denied about himself for the last ten
years. Listening to Mitch's plan to catch a madman thrusts Gavin's personal
life out in the open for the entire world to see.
Can Gavin and Mitch stop fighting long enough to stop a
stalker before someone gets hurt? Or will they stubbornly resist the feelings
that develop when they're forced to work together?
This is book 3 in a 4 part series. It is a spin-off of the
Famous Series. These can be read as standalones.
Excerpt
“I need a drink,” I mutter to no one in particular.
Adam Reynolds must hear me complaining because he places
what I assume is a Jack and Coke in my empty hand.
“Here you go, mate.” He grins and I can’t help but smile
back. The man’s enthusiasm is infectious.
Gavin, the sourpuss, is currently glaring at me from across
the room. So much for us being an item. In the car, Gavin’s excitement at
pretending to be boyfriends to lure out his stalker and the accompanying smile
he gave had me sprouting questionable wood for most of the drive. Now he’s
reverted right back to being a little shit. Hot and cold.
“Thanks, but I’m working—”
“I’ll take it, honey.” Gavin swoops in, steals the glass,
and downs half of it before I can blink. I stand there, paralyzed, while I watch
his pink lips caress the edge of the glass. “Thanks, dear,” he snaps, pulling
me from my gawking. Before I can reply he turns and stomps off to pout
somewhere.
I’m annoyed at his attitude and the distance he’s kept
between us tonight. What. The. Hell. No way is he going to up and disappear on
me at another party. Especially after we paraded ourrelationship in front of
the media to lure his stalker out of the shadows.
“Sorry guys,” I apologize to Adam and his wife, Ellie. I was
happy to finally meet them both after everything Gemma had told me about the
couple when I gave her Adam’s phone number last year. Now I have to cut our
conversation short because of yet another Gavin Walker temper tantrum.
Weaving through the crowd at the club, I follow Gavin to the
back hallway that houses the kitchen and bathrooms. Once I’m out of sight of
the other guests, I grab a shocked Gavin’s upper arm and shove him into the
men’s room.
“Hey! Quit being an asshole!” Gavin wrenches out of my grip,
turning to sneer. “I’ll put you on your knees again, Hale!”
The thought of being on my knees in front of Gavin sends a
flush of heat up my body. I can feel the fire in my cheeks and by the way
Gavin’s eyes widen, I’m betting he can see it too.
“I’m not the one behaving like a brat!” I growl in a low
voice. Ducking, I check to make sure no one else is in the stalls. Once I’ve
made sure it’s clear, I lock the bathroom door.
“Brat?” Gavin shouts. “I’m a brat?”
“Yes, you’re a brat. Ever since we had our picture taken
outside, you’ve been unbearable to be around!”
“You’re not the one whose entire life was just turned upside
down out there!” he yells.
I step closer, more furious than I’ve ever been. “Are you
kidding me? You are so unbelievably self-centered!” Those damn hypnotizing full
lips fall open in shock. “I was just outed too, and I’m not even fucking gay!”
Without thinking, I grab either side of his head, digging my
fingers into that thick, blonde hair, and crush my mouth over his.
And it’s the hottest kiss of my life.
Just, damn.
Incite (Book One) The Sphere of Irony Series
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Strike (Book Two) The Sphere of Irony Series
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About the Author:
Heather C Leigh
After growing up in New England, I currently live just
outside Atlanta, GA.
I love the Red Sox and hate the Yankees.
I love hot, sexy romance novels, but hate long, drawn out
misunderstandings as a plot line.
I love book series, but hate cliffhangers.
I love alpha males, but hate when they borderline on
abusive.
Mostly? I love love love chocolate.
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