To celebrate his decision to take the next step with his boyfriend Ian,
Toshi Baylor plans a romantic evening at their favorite steak house. Toshi
starts the special weekend with a bang by surprising Ian at home with lunch.
There’s a bang all right, but it’s between Ian and another guy.
Jase Taylor’s auto repair shop and the BDSM club, Wrapped Up, keep him busy while he waits for Mr. Right, instead of Mr. Right Now. He’s a Dom, but playing with the club’s submissives isn’t providing the usual stress release. After a day from hell, he deserves a good meal at his favorite steak house.
Toshi and Jase find a mix-up with their reservations: a table for Baylor, not Taylor. When Toshi invites Jase to dine with him, they discover a mutual affection for leather and a shared belief that trust must be earned.
Before they can explore their common interests, Toshi suffers a series of attacks by vandals. Jase’s protective instincts kick in, but both wonder if it can lead to anything permanent.
Jase Taylor’s auto repair shop and the BDSM club, Wrapped Up, keep him busy while he waits for Mr. Right, instead of Mr. Right Now. He’s a Dom, but playing with the club’s submissives isn’t providing the usual stress release. After a day from hell, he deserves a good meal at his favorite steak house.
Toshi and Jase find a mix-up with their reservations: a table for Baylor, not Taylor. When Toshi invites Jase to dine with him, they discover a mutual affection for leather and a shared belief that trust must be earned.
Before they can explore their common interests, Toshi suffers a series of attacks by vandals. Jase’s protective instincts kick in, but both wonder if it can lead to anything permanent.
Release date: January 3rd
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Wrapped in Leather
“Tell
you what, let’s exchange numbers and I’ll call you… well, hell.” Jase wasn’t
letting Toshi go without knowing something. “Why don’t you meet me tomorrow at
three? We can work out.”
Toshi
fiddled with his keys. “I, ah, yeah. That sounds good. Three it is. Just go
easy on me, man. It’s been two weeks, at least, since I worked out.”
Jase
zipped his leather jacket, debating how to answer, then threw caution to the
wind. Better to see how Toshi would react now than later. “Going easy isn’t in
my vocabulary. That’s not who I am. I push—that’s what I do. But I won’t push
you any harder than what you… need.”
Toshi’s
mouth opened slightly. “Oh. I, ah… I, oh. Three, right? Yes, I’ll be there.”
There
was no mistaking the look of lust that flashed in Toshi’s eyes, and Jase felt
himself respond. “Give me your phone.” After Jase programmed his number, he
handed the cell back to Toshi. “Dress in street clothes and bring whatever you
work out in. After we’re done, we can shower there, then grab something to eat
or… whatever. And Toshi, I enjoyed tonight. Very much. Call me if you can’t
make it.”
Jase
put on his helmet and his leather gloves. He noticed the way Toshi eyed the
leather he wore—that was promising—before he flipped the visor down. He looked
at Toshi—both of them standing there, staring at each other. He made a point of
glancing down at the front of Toshi’s pants, to where a nice bulge showed,
before walking away.
Just
as he started the bike, he saw Toshi hurry to his car. Jase pulled out and
passed in front of Toshi’s car. He stopped, one foot on the road to balance
himself. Toshi was just sitting there, doing nothing. Jase’s grin was hidden
behind the visor. It looked like he had Toshi’s attention. He lifted his hand,
making the motion of starting a vehicle. When Toshi’s car started, he nodded
and drove off, very satisfied with what he’d seen so far.
