Wednesday, November 8, 2017

MidWeekTease - 8 November 2017 - Chance Encounter (2)

8 November 2017:

Thanks so much to Angelica Dawson for hosting the MidWeekTease - http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/ It’s a great way to learn about other authors and their work.
This week I have another excerpt from Chance Encounter, a contemporary m/m romance about the reunion of former lovers.


Chance Encounter
by
Christiane France
Available at iTunes, Barnes & Noble, Kobo - https://www.books2read.com/u/mYjwd4
https://www.amazon.com/Chance-Encounter-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06XF5KGBT/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Blurb:

In high school and through their first year of college, Jase Thoman and Matt Lester were best friends and lovers. Then Matt’s family moved, Matt transferred to another school, and they drifted apart.
Ten years later, they meet again by chance. Jase is a private investigator, desperate to find his kid brother who, in addition to two other teenage boys, disappeared after last being seen at a local gay bar. Matt is an undercover police officer, brought in by the local police department in the hope he can succeed where they’ve far failed.
Matt is the only man Jase has ever really loved, but ten years is a long time. They’re not the same people they once were. When Matt tries to pick up where they left off, Jase takes a step back. His first priority is finding his brother. As far as Matt is concerned, Jase feels how he imagines a deer would feel when caught in the headlights of a vehicle with little or no chance of escape—confused, unsure, and at the same time, positive whatever he does will be the wrong thing.
Excerpt:

“Not that kind of working, you idiot. I’m on special assignment, working undercover with the local force.” Matt practically hissed the words. “Just cool it and get the drinks.”
Jase signaled the bartender. “You been back in town long?”
“Couple of weeks is all.”
“I see.” Jase wasn’t sure if he felt hurt or just surprised about Matt’s failure to get in touch. Ten years, or whatever it was, felt like a lifetime, and it wasn’t as if they’d parted on bad terms. He could have just called to say “Hi, how are you,” if only for old time’s sake. Then again, Toronto wasn’t exactly on the other side of the world. If Matt had given him a little encouragement, Jase could have gone to see him. “You plan on staying?”
“I’ll be here for a while. Exactly how long, though, I can’t say.”
Finally, the bartender came over, and Jase ordered a large OJ for Matt and a beer for himself. He wished he was able to turn himself on and off the way some guys seemed to, but he’d never developed the knack. Once aroused, it always took what felt like forever to get his feelings under control, and in the present circumstances, he wondered if he should even bother. If Blade, as Matt now called himself, wanted his cover to be believed, maybe he’d be interested in reinforcing it with a customer.
While he waited for the bartender to fill their order, Jase ran a hand lightly over Matt’s butt, inwardly amused when he felt Matt’s muscles tense. The Matt he once knew always ground his teeth when he got turned on, and Jase wondered if he was doing that now. “Relax, babe,” he murmured. “I’m just helping you do your thing.”
“Yeah? FYI, all I have to do is look the part, so you can quit feeling me up,” Matt said, virtually without moving his lips.
Jase smiled, loving the fact that, even after all this time, they were still able to turn one another on so fast.
“Like I said, I’m here on official business.”
“Yeah, me, too.” Jase allowed his glance to drift slowly but casually around the room, taking in the usual mix of clientele found in the gay bars of any big city. Those looking to hook up for a little mutual satisfaction, along with the vultures who were always hanging around, quick to take advantage of the young, the innocent, and the terminally stupid.
Matt looked at him and smiled. “You’re a cop, too?”
“No.” Jase hesitated. “That’s what Dad wanted me to do. Follow in the family footsteps and all that. I even went for the interview and filled in the forms at one point, but then decided it wasn’t for me.”
“But you took law. What happened to that?”
“I got my law degree, plus an advanced degree in business. It took forever, but I figured it could really open a few doors for me in the business world. Unfortunately, things didn’t work out the way I’d hoped. By the time I graduated, the economy was already starting to dip and opportunities were almost non-existent.”
“That when you applied to the department?”
“No, I did that later, after I tried a few other things that didn’t exactly grab me, like banking and the steel industry. I thought the police force would be a great opportunity, until I realized I’d have to deal with all that bureaucratic red tape and political BS. I couldn’t see myself doing that. So, long story short, I got my PI’s license and started my own business.”
“To do what? Something really exciting like tracking down cheating spouses?”
Matt’s cheap shot hurt, but Jase knew most cops didn’t have a lot of respect for private investigators. Not that he usually allowed it to bother him. Contrary to what cops thought about PI’s trespassing on their territory and generally screwing up their lives, there were things Jase and his fellow PIs could do that cops couldn’t. One of them being the ability to see a case through to the bitter end rather than have it cold-cased as a result of budget and manpower cuts, or the ever constant of what just happened this morning takes precedence over what happened yesterday. “I took a few divorce cases to pay the bills when I first started out, but not any more. My main business now is background checks and missing persons.”
“Isn’t that pretty much the same thing?” Matt teased. “One half always wanting to know where the other half is and what they’re up to.”

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