Wednesday, January 31, 2018

MidWeekTease - 31 January 2018 - Getting Real

31 January 2018:

Thanks as always 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 one more excerpt from Getting Real, a contemporary gay romance where one of the men needs to grow up and start behaving like a responsible adult, and the other needs to distance himself from his controlling family.


Getting Real
By Christiane France
Available at iTunes, Barnes & Noble, Kobo
https://www.amazon.com/Getting-Real-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06WVNKLZY/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
Blurb:


For TJ Delaney and Cole Labelle, it’s time to turn their lives around and get real.
TJ needs to exchange his playboy lifestyle for a job and prove he’s a responsible adult rather than a spoiled, rich brat.
Cole needs to free himself of his family’s control and their paranoid fears by proving being gay like his father is the only thing he and the man who gave him life have in common.

Excerpt:


“Where do you buy your plants? One of the garden supply companies?”
“Kreber’s out on the highway. You know it?”
“The one with the big greenhouse just before you get to the conservation area?”
“That’s it.”
“I go there all the time. They have really nice stuff.” In my estimation, Kreber’s had the best plants for miles around, the kind you could be certain wouldn’t die on you within a couple of weeks.
Thinking about Kreber’s reminded of a guy who’d worked there for a short time last summer. A guy I’d tried every which way I could think of to get to know, but I should have saved my breath. Taciturn was a polite description of his public persona. Miserable, unfriendly sonofabitch was more accurate. He’d never used a single word if a grunt or a nod of his head would suffice. Despite the attitude, he’d been so damn good looking, with a body to die for. Dressed in cut-offs and tank tops, he’d displayed enough skin to make him every gay guy’s wet dream come true. He’d certainly been mine.
A shiver of excitement skipped down my back and landed right between my legs as an image of black curly hair, tight butt and bad-tempered scowl slid into my mind. I’d never been able to figure out if he was gay, straight, or if he swung both ways, but I did wonder where he worked now.
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After promising Maggie I’d be at the shop by eight-thirty the next morning, I could hardly wait to tell my father the good news. I’d overhead him telling Katy he’d be home for dinner and that gave me the perfect opportunity. Later, after we’d eaten, I’d give Toby a call to see if he’d cover me for an evening’s clubbing to celebrate. When I walked through the door, Katy greeted me by saying TJ Senior had received a last-minute invitation to a charity event and if I wanted to eat with her, she’d made my favorite—pasta carbonara.
“How’s the job hunting?” she asked, as I followed her to the kitchen. “Any luck yet?”
Katy knew what had been holding me back. She’d been quite vocal on the subject of what she considered was my lack of initiative in getting an education and my father’s failure to insist I do something about it. That was Katy’s nature, though. She worried about everything from me not finishing college, to us all being kidnapped by aliens, to my father waking up one morning to find himself penniless. In fact, I had a feeling cutting off my financial support and sending me out to find work had been all Katy’s idea. The proviso I could keep my phone and continue living and eating at home was so she could keep an eye on me. That part would never even have occurred to my father.
I gave her a quick hug and pulled out a chair.
Five-foot tall and weighing no more than a hundred pounds max, Katy was also the one who’d stood up for me against school bullies and gay bashers until I was old enough to take care of them myself. For that alone, I owed her big time.
She handed me a bowl filled with carbonara, along with a shaker of Parmesan cheese and another of crushed hot chili peppers, and sat down across from me. “Cat got your tongue?”
I sprinkled cheese on my pasta. “Sorry, I was thinking.”
“About what? You found yourself a job or not?”
I shoved a forkful of pasta in my mouth and sighed with pleasure as I swallowed. “Man, this is so good! And yes, ma’am, as a matter of fact, I have found a job.”
“You have?” Katy’s grin encompassed her entire face. “Fantastic! I knew you could do it. Come on, baby. I want to hear all the details.”

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3 comments:

  1. Great tease. Thanks for joining us again this week!

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  2. Wonder what the job is? Great tease, Christiane!

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  3. Great tease. Believable conversation and wonderful visuals

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