Blurb Crossroads: a point at which a crucial decision must be made that will have far-reaching consequences
Clete Deveraux is a little old
Southern boy a long way from home, drifting the highways with his abusive
boyfriend, Vern. Tal Clark is newly graduated from the University of Missouri
in Columbia, but his plans for a carefree summer have just been derailed and
he’s not sure what he’s going to do.
Clete and Tal’s lives intersect
at a rest stop in central Missouri, but sometimes first impressions aren’t the
best. And finding the right path isn’t always easy.
Clete and Tal have reached a
crossroads… and now they have to decide which way they want to go. And who they
want to go with.
As he rounded the corner, he
stopped dead in his tracks, his thought not only unfinished, but completely
slammed from his head by the sight before him. A figure stood in front of one
of the vending machines, slender legs encased in tight blue jeans that led to
the most gorgeous ass Tal thought he’d ever seen in his life, a notion that was
seconded by his dick, which twitched its agreement.
Genie who?
The girl had fine blonde hair,
so pale it seemed almost white, but maybe that was just due to the harshness of
the lights. Tal’s heart was beating a staccato tattoo inside his chest at the
way she shifted her weight from one leg to the next. His imagination began to
run rampant, as he pictured himself placing his hands on those dainty hips,
drawing her to him as he nibbled on her neck. He couldn’t remember the last
time he’d been this turned on. A little voice inside his head rejoiced. Genie
was wrong—he wasn’t what she’d said he was, and this was proof positive of
that. It was all her fault if he found more pleasure in a book than in her bed.
See? The proof of his sexuality was here, staring him in the face. Well, her
ass, his face.
And then she turned, and in the
next moment all his illusions shattered around him.
She... was... a he.
Just damn.
This guy was pretty enough to
be a girl, easily, Tal’s confused libido tried to make amends. He wore small
hoop earrings in one ear that jingled lightly when he turned his head. His eyes
were a blue so pale they almost disappeared into his face, his smooth skin
lightly tanned, which only brought out the pinkness of his pretty lips.
Pretty lips? Where had that
come from?
Author bio:
Julie Lynn
Hayes first began publishing short stories and poetry in the 1990’s, when it
was a different ballgame altogether, and Ebooks hadn’t been dreamed of yet.
That changed in 2010 with the acceptance of her first romance novel. She’s come
a long way since that first book appeared, and is finding the journey a very
educational one.
She lives in
St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and her cat Ramesses. She often writes of two
men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms, and is a great
believer in the happily ever after. She likes to write in different genres, to
stretch herself in order to see what is possible. Her great challenge is to be
told something can’t be done—she feels compelled to do it.
When she
isn’t writing, she enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, needlepoint and knitting, and she loves to
cook, spending time watching the Food Network. Her favorite chef is Geoffrey
Zakarian. Her family thinks she’s a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to
the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her published works
can be found at Dreamspinner Press, eXtasy Books, and Amber Quill Press.
My links:
Twitter @Shelley_runyon
Sales link: http://www.extasybooks.com/julie-lynn-hayes/?product_id=4784
