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Blurb
Twelve hours after the greatest night of his life, a knock on his door threatens to take that life away from him. Choosing to take the chance, Griff ignores the offers of help from the one person who knew the truth: Corrie Deschamps. Losing his job, Griff has time to ponder his errors and mistakes. He knows, the biggest one was losing Corrie.
Corrie Deschamps, injured army veteran, knows the night with Griff Broderick was only a one night thing but the stubborn man’s refusal to accept his help has Corrie frustrated. Was Griff really so ashamed to admit he was with a man? But then Corrie stumbles into a life he never expected, with a man he thought he’d never see again: his brother, Raff McMahon. He tries to forget the one night he spent with Griff Broderick, the greatest night of his life.
Another meeting, at De’ath of You Enterprise headquarters, brings them together again. Corrie’s reaction is not one Griff, or the owners of De’ath of You, expected. Refusing to have anything to do with him, Corrie storms off.
Griff knows how hard he is going to have to work to prove himself to Corrie, to get his forgiveness for rejecting him and his help. How can he prove Corrie is the man for him? That he will never want another person, male or female.
Corrie doesn’t trust Griff, never believing the gay-for-you premise, but he wants him. Corrie’s body yearns for him. Can he get over his fears and accept him into his life, and into his heart?
Will Griff be prepared to be seen with another man? Will he accept his sexuality? What happens when he gets bored and wants to return to the race track and MotoGP? Is there a place for Corrie in that lifestyle?
It’s time for them to man up and claim the love and life they want.
This is a gay love story and involves hot, steamy sex between two men and is therefore recommended for readers over the age of eighteen.
Excerpt
I watch the sleazy girl as her eyes light, and, with hardly a glance in my direction, she traipses away with Pipes. He looks over and winks. I know that wink: he has no plans to introduce her to Casey. I laugh out loud as a huge frame bumps into me there and I feel the slop of cold beer drench my shirt.
“Whoa, sorry, man, it’s a tight squeeze in here tonight.” The bright blue eyes twinkle mischievously at me as his smile sends a jolt through me. Okay, that’s new, but I’m buzzing and not because of any alcohol, simply high from the win.
“Hey, no problem, it’s bound to happen, it’s crazy in here tonight.” I smile back, what the f*ck! This guy throws beer over me and I’m fine?
“I’m really sorry; please, let me buy you a drink.” His smile draws me close to him, what the hell is going on? But, damn if he doesn’t smell good.
“I’d like that, thank you. I’m Griff.” I smile back and hold out my hand. He laughs and grabs it, I can feel the rough hardened skin grasp mine and the feeling sends bolts of electricity through my body, straight to my d*ck. F*ck! What is happening here?
“I think everyone knows who you are, but it’s great to meet you, Griff. I’m Corrigan, well, Corrie to my friends.” I watch a gorgeous blush spread up his neck and over his cheeks.
“Okay then, Corrie,” I wink, “shall we take a seat?” Did I just wink at a hot dude? F*ck, did I just think he was hot?
I guide him over to the roped-off section, two burly men, dressed in black, standing either side of it. Noticing he has a slight limp, I slow my gait for him to keep up. The men greet me with a nod and the one on the right unhooks the clasp of the thick, red rope to open it for us. I lead Corrie through to the alcoves, lining one side of the club, exclusive to the riders and their guests.
I take the few steps up to the half level and sit down on the dark leather seats, moving up to make room for Corrie to join me. I watch a smile spread across his face and a chuckle escapes him as he focuses on me again.
“Why were you slumming it up against the bar when you could’ve been here?” His eyes widen as he gets a good look around.
“Yeah, it’s not really my scene, it’s normally full of d*cks just taking their pick of the girls dancing down there.” I shrug and look at the scantily-clad girls desperate to be noticed.
“Oh, yeah, nor mine, although it’s been a while since I’ve been anywhere like this.” A strange look of loss crosses his features.
“Been away?” Then, as a server comes up to take our order, I ask, “What do you want, Corrie?”
He peers up as if he’s been miles away. “Oh, just a beer for me, please.” He smiles at the pretty girl and, damn, that sends a sharp pain to my chest.
She walks away to fetch us two beers.
“So, how come you’ve been away from all of this?” I wave my hand in the direction of the club.
“Oh, Afghanistan has been my home for a while.” He smiles sadly, there’s more to it than this, but who am I to pry?
“Thank you for your service. You must be very proud.” I smile, I want this man to like me. I don’t know why though.
“No, I don’t think killing people is ever something to be proud of.” His low voice and sad words have me reaching out to touch him. My hand covers his and his eyes shoot up to mine.
“I’m sorry, it was a dumb thing for me to say. I’m always saying dumb things when I’m nervous.” God! I’m jabbering away. Shut the f*ck up, Griff. Get a grip.
“Why should you be nervous? This is your party, you’re Griff Broderick, World Champion again! That’s huge, man.” This time, Corrie’s smile is happier.
“Yeah? I don’t know, there’s something about you that makes me nervous.” It’s my turn to lower my voice. I notice he hasn’t moved his hand away from mine. In fact, he turns it over so his fingers link with mine.
“I get that, you’re doing something to me I never expected.” Corrie’s eyes bore into mine.
“What’s that?” I swallow hard, almost dreading his answer.
“You’re the great Griff Broderick, always surrounded by beautiful women. I didn’t expect you to be interested in me.”
“Neither did I, f*ck! You’re making me think and want things I’ve never even considered before.” I feel a blush spreading across my cheeks and I duck my eyes down, away from him. Why the hell am I am saying these things? “Sh*t, I can’t believe I’ve just said that to you.”
“And what’s that? What do I make you want?” Corrie’s husky voice hits me and my d*ck shoots to attention.
“Jeez, this is gonna sound crazy but I want you.” I stutter the words, not believing I said that out loud.
About JJ Harper
I’m J J Harper or Jess to my friends and family. I have a love for hot steamy love stories and write m/m and m/f romances.
I write from my heart more than my head, I sit in my living room typing away, with my dog and a warm fire in the winter, and in the summer, I sit in the garden soaking up the sunshine tapping away on my laptop, still with my dog.
I’m a mother and a wife but tend not to live by those definitions, I have still yet to work out how to act my age!! Lol. And I have no intentions of growing up or growing old gracefully, I am a fiercely loyal friend and love my family and friends hard.
I live in the UK in the quiet Lincolnshire countryside along with my husband and my dog, it’s a peaceful existence which balances out all the crazy that goes on in my head. What would the neighbours think of me???
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