Friday, February 24, 2017

MySexySaturday - February 25, 2016 - Blues In The Night

February 25, 2017: 

For this week’s edition of MySexySaturday I have seven paragraphs from Blues In The Night. A contemporary m/m romance in which the main character finds some unexpected assistance to help soothe his broken heart.

Blues In The Night
By Christiane France - Kobo, iTunes and Barnes & Noble
After a six-month work-related separation, Alain and his partner James planned to meet up for the perfect dream vacation. Then James calls and cancels. He’s met someone new and their relationship is over.
Alain is devastated, and he leaves their vacation hotel in a daze. Evening turns to night and as he walks up one street and down the next, he hears music drifting up from a basement nightclub. The singer sounds like Kenny Dumaine, a man Alain used to know, and he goes in to check.
It takes a moment for Kenny to remember Alain. As an entertainer and always on the move, he’s learned to keep things casual. But Alain’s upset, he’s been drinking, and in no state to be alone. Where’s the harm in offering an old friend a shoulder to cry on? Kenny’s last performance is tomorrow night, and the next day he’ll be leaving for the next stop on his itinerary.
 “You’re not staying?” Kenny smiled, the same crooked, sexy smile Alain remembered reeling him into the singer’s orbit the first time around. The kind of smile he could do without in his present vulnerable state.
“I wasn’t planning to.” He took a deep breath and told himself to cool it. If he had any sense at all, instead of coming into the club, he’d have put a cap on his curiosity and kept right on going. “I just happened to be passing, heard the music, and then what I thought sounded like your voice…”
“So you came in to check?”
“Something like that.”
“Hey, I’m glad you did.” Kenny glanced over his shoulder at one of the other musicians who’d returned and was strumming a few random chords on his double bass, then back at Alain. “Sorry, I have to go. This was only a quick time out for a technical problem with one of the instruments. Our break will be in about half an hour. So, why don’t you grab yourself a drink, enjoy the music, and I’ll see you in a bit.”
Without waiting for an answer, Kenny stepped back onto the stage and sat down at the piano.
Alain joined the lineup at the bar, but when his turn came, he shook his head and stepped away. 

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Friday, February 17, 2017

MyhSexySaturday - February 18, 2017 - OH, GEORGE

February 18, 2017
This week’s edition of MySexySaturday calls for The Sexy Hunk. I have seven paragraphs from OH, GEORGE. This is a contemporary m/m romance set in an office where George is one of the secretaries.

By Christiane France
Available at: Barnes & Noble (Nook), iTunes, and Kobo
By projecting the image of a swinging bachelor, company owner Zack Hannington has never had a problem keeping his personal life private from his employees. But when handsome and ambitious George Parker joins the secretarial pool, Zack finds himself indulging in X-rated daydreams that stress him out and seriously mess with his head.
He knows George is a kindred spirit, and he’s positive he’s met the man somewhere before, but he can’t remember where or when, and his own rule of never playing house with "the help" makes matters worse.
Zack doesn’t know if he’s in love or in lust with George, but just as everything seems to be working out even better than his dreams, he screws up and loses it all...
George visibly relaxed and smiled, a sexy, knowing smile that softened the wide mouth and did strange things to Zack’s pulse rate. He shrugged, folded his arms and leaned his back against the door. “Am I to assume you’ve had a rethink and decided you’d like to be friends after all?”
          George’s smile deepened. “Okay, so you want to be more than friends.”
          “You have any objection?”
          “None I can think of.”
          “Does that mean you have some idea what my problem is?”
          “Offhand, I’d say you’re desperate for a little action.” The smile broadened a little and the tip of George’s tongue appeared and traced the outline of his upper lip. “But why waste time guessing, hmm? Why don’t you come over here so we can find out if that’s what you really want, or if it’s all in your mind.” 
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