Authors: Susan Mac Nicol
“LOVED it. Matthew stole my heart...but Shane, OMG. I want one of him.”
—JT Cheyanne, Bestselling Author of
Though two years past, Matthew Langer is still getting over the death of a loved one. He’s steered clear of serious relationships, but when he meets the irascible, dirty mouthed and tempestuous Shane Templar that decision has never been harder. Shane is sexy, warm and funny, and Matthew finds himself trying like hell not to fall for him. Especially when Shane, with his quick wit and hacking skills, is quick to stand up for justice and avenge wrongs. Then Shane strikes at the wrong target, and Matthew realises just how far he’s already fallen. At the threat of losing for good yet another man who has broken through his armour, Matthew finds his heart stripped bare. He must face the demons of his soul or a future without love.
“Unashamedly strong and sexy, this story shows just how fast and fierce love between two men can be. And, boy, does Ms. Mac Nicol know just how to turn up the steam!”
—John Trevillian, The A-Men trilogy.
Susan Mac Nicol
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Copyright © 2013 Susan Elaine Mac Nicol
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For the people who have gotten me as far as I have:
My family, obviously, for putting up with the fact I totally ignore them when I’m in the “writing zone.”
My work colleagues for joshing me and telling all the new people that start at the company that I am the resident ‘pornographic writer’—it keeps me on my toes when their eyes bug out and I have to explain exactly what I write. It also gives me a smug satisfaction.
My amazing online buddies who have always given me such support, whether just imparting advice or propping me up when I fall down. It’s truly amazing that people you’ve never met can care for you like that.
My guru and treasured editor Jill Limber and the others—Michelle Klayman and Chris Keeslar—at Boroughs Publishing who have believed in me and given me every chance possible to a writer.
The wonderful writing group I belong to, the Talliston Writers Circle, who are, as ever, insane. They definitely need help but are full of support and wise words, especially one who shall forever be known as Grasshopper. And then there’s Despicable Moi, our leader, and his sidekick Turkey Man. (Don’t ask. I couldn’t explain how all this came about if I tried.) My nickname is Whiplash and I won’t be explaining that one either. :)
I have to thank these individuals for their part in bringing this book to fruition—in no particular order of importance, I promise you:
John Trevillian, for his part in being my beta reader and self-professed ‘cultural liaison’ in the world of the gay man and sense-checking my sex scenes as well as offering invaluable advice on the story.
Gabriele Gandlau, for translating my English phrases to German.
Kindle Alexander, J T Cheyanne and John Trevillian for reading the story and giving me wonderful quotes for the cover and quotes page. Ladies and gentleman, you rock.
Jill Limber for her tireless efforts in editing and guiding me to be a better writer. It was Jill’s first foray into the world of the gay male romance and she asked some rather ‘intimate’ questions in her desire to understand some of the plot. We had a few giggles.
All Tied Up with Nowhere to Go
Shane Templar watched the man standing by the bed. Shane had no idea how he’d gotten himself into this situation, but he had to admit that this wasn’t the first time. He’d thought he was cleverer than he used to be. He went through a mental checklist as he ticked off the items that had led him into the predicament he now faced.
Pretty smoking hot