Blurb:
Guy Rogers is extremely attracted to his new realtor,
Tom Beaudreaux. As a passionate vegetarian and animal activist, he’s ecstatic
that Tom is a kindred soul. He could never be with a carnivore. Unfortunately,
Tommy isn’t really a vegetarian or animal activist. He never said he was
either, he just didn’t eat meat when he was with Guy. And maybe he emptied his
house of all meat and dairy products before inviting Guy over. In fact, Tommy’s
family owns the most popular barbecue restaurant in town and if his family has
their way, he’ll manage the new location.
When Guy finds out that Tommy eats meat and his family
owns a restaurant that is a monument to eating meat, he’s livid and doesn’t
know if he wants anything else to do with Tommy.
But then Guy’s life gets crazy –his dad’s paranoia
blossoms into violent dementia, he gets arrested for picketing a doggy mill,
and then he winds up in even more legal trouble. When Tommy sticks by him
through all his trouble and does everything he can to help him, Guy wonders if
he’s been too militant and narrow-minded. Perhaps he can learn to live with
people who have opposite views.
Excerpt:
Guy
finished his meal, wadded up his napkin and dropped it on his plate. “Do you
think it will take long to find more houses for me to look at?”
“I’ll make
you—it—my priority. Just give me a couple days.” Damn! A Freudian slip.
Guy reached
over as if to put his hand on Tommy’s, but stopped in midair. His eyes softened
and hope flickered. “I’d like it if you made me, not my business, your
priority.”
Tommy’s
throat went dry and his heart flipped over. “Do you mean what I think you
mean?”
Guy lowered
his hand and took Tommy’s in his. “I think so. I like you—a lot. You’re
handsome and charming and I feel a connection. I know it’s quick, but I’m a
forthright, fast kind of guy. Besides, if you find me a house as rapidly as I
want, you’ll be out of my life before I can do anything about it. Do I have a
chance with you?”
Tommy
wanted to jump up from his seat and shout, “Hell yeah!” But his inner angel was
quarreling with his inner devil about work ethics. It wasn’t as if real estate
agents had long-term contracts or dealings with their clients. They found a
home, closed the deal then moved on to the next client. He supposed it wouldn’t
be the end of his career if he got together with one client. Feeling as if his
heart had leapt into his throat, he turned his hand over and squeezed Guy’s
fingers. “Yeah. I like you a lot too.”
Guy looked
like he was about to let out a whoop of victory then remembered where he was.
Instead, he lowered his voice to a husky whisper. “I’d invite you to my place,
but my dad would be a buzz kill. Do you have your own apartment?”
Tommy
swallowed a gulp. “I do in Davie .
If you don’t mind the long drive.”
“You’re a
funny, funny man, Tom Boudreaux. I’ll follow you to the ends of the Earth.”
Tommy
licked his suddenly dry lips and his cock twitched. In mach three, blood was
rushing into it. “So I did hear that?”
“Yeah,
babe, you did.”
He liked
being called ‘babe’, especially by Guy. He threw several dollar bills on the
table, which included a generous tip, then he stood, hoping the evidence of his
arousal wasn’t noticeable. From the amused glint in Guy’s eyes, it had been
noted.
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Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.She's been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.
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