Wednesday, October 11, 2017

MidWeekTease - 11 October 2017 - Blues In The Night (2)

11 October 2017:

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Last week I posted an excerpt from Blues In The Night, a contemporary m/m romance. This week, I have another excerpt from the same book. It’s the following morning and again it’s in Kenny, the secondary character’s, pov:


Blues In The Night
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Blues-Night-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06X9C7LLR/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
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Blurb:

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.

Excerpt:

Kenny woke up a few hours later to daylight and a room filled with warm sunshine. He checked his watch and found it to be a minute or so short of nine-thirty. He pulled on a pair of sweat pants and opened the bedroom door. The thought occurred Alain could well have felt embarrassed enough to leave after their pre-dawn encounter, but he was still there, sprawled face down on the sofa, apparently fast asleep.
Kenny continued on into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. While he waited for it to brew, he checked the refrigerator. He had enough butter, marmalade, milk, juice, and while the bread was yesterday’s, if Alain wanted something to eat it would do.
As the coffee finished and the ready light came on, Alain appeared in the doorway, rubbing his eyes.
“That smells great.”
“How do you take it?”
“Black with a half teaspoon of sugar.”
Kenny filled a mug and handed it to him. “Sugar is in there,” he said, pointing to a plastic container on the table. “You manage to get some sleep?”
“Eventually. All thanks to you.” He looked a tad embarrassed. “You must think I’m a total idiot, getting hammered the way I did, and then, you know…the therapy. I must admit it worked.”
Kenny grinned. “Hey, no problem. What are friends for?”
“You should have tossed me in a cab and sent me back to my hotel.”
“I might have, if I’d known where you were staying. Since I didn’t have a clue… You want something to go with that coffee? I have bread and marmalade, or there’s a café on the next corner if you prefer.”
Alain glanced down at his stained and crumpled pants. “God! Look at me. I’m a total mess. Before I go anywhere, I’ll need to go back to the hotel and get cleaned up.” He added sugar to his coffee, took a couple of sips and glanced at his watch. “I have an idea. That is, unless you already have plans for today.”
“What’s the idea?”
“Why don’t we forget about breakfast and meet somewhere for lunch, say around noon? My way of saying thanks for rescuing me last night.”
“Sounds good, but…” Kenny hesitated. Alain was a nice enough guy. He’d thought that the first time they met in Montreal when he’d been kind enough to give him a bed for the night without asking questions, and meeting again had given him no reason to change his mind. Even so, any fool could see the man was hurting. He didn’t know if it was from breaking up or just falling out with his boyfriend, and he didn’t need to know. Either way, he’d been down that road enough times to know a guy on the rebound tended to take things out of context and fall for the first person who looked his way.

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