Wednesday, February 7, 2018

MidWeekTease - 7 February 2018 - Getting Real

7 February 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 more 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. This snippet is when the two men finally meet.


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:
Maggie had said for me to be at the store by eight-thirty. I was already there waiting a few minutes before that when she arrived, comfortably dressed in jeans and a checkered work shirt.
“’Morning, TJ. Eager beaver, huh?” she greeted me with a smile.
She unlocked the door and preceded me inside.
“The staff gets here by nine or shortly after, and we open at nine-thirty. I asked you to come in a little earlier today so I can take you over to the tower and introduce you to Cole Labelle. Cole is with the company that manages the building. He’s in charge of maintenance and rentals, so they have an office there and you’ll be working with him. Anything you need or have questions about relating to the tower, such as access to any of the empty suites, or if you have problems with any of the tenants, speak to Cole.”
She switched on the lights, put her bag on the counter and then went behind it. Reaching underneath, she pulled out what looked like the jacket I’d tried on the day before and shook it out. “Here you go. TJ on the pocket, as requested.”
“Thanks.” I took the garment from her and put it on. “What do you mean about problems with the tenants?”
“You’ll get a few for sure. It’s not usually the tenants themselves; it’s their employees. They’ll make a fuss about the location of the plants, or they’ll want some other variety, or they’ll have allergies, or they’ve upset their coffee and they’ll try to blame you. It’s always minor stuff, but it can be annoying. If it gets out of hand, don’t try to deal with it yourself. Tell them you’ll have to speak to Cole. Usually, it just goes away.”
“What if something valuable goes missing, say like a purse or a wallet, and they try blaming that on me?”
Maggie frowned. “Fingers crossed that has never happened. Franny and I have talked about bonding our outside workers, but we only have one at the moment. Apart from you, that is. If you decide to stay, we’ll revisit the subject. You’ll have a key to the building, but not a passkey to the individual suites, so you can’t get in if no one’s there. If you do need to get in for some reason, arrange it with Cole and insist one of his people goes with you.” She hesitated and gave me an inquiring look. “Any questions?”
“I’m sure I’ll have some, but none right now.”
She handed me a business card. “This has the store number and my cell phone number. Whatever it is just call. Now, do you have a PDA or whatever they call them? Or do you need a notebook?”
I patted the back pocket of my jeans. “I’m good. I have both.”
“In that case, let’s go find Cole.”
*          *          *
The tower was a short, five-minute walk away.
The receptionist in the management office said Mr. Labelle was currently on the phone, but she’d let him know we were here as soon as he was through.
While we were waiting, Maggie checked her email, then her voice mail and returned several of the calls. I flicked through a couple of magazines from the stack on the coffee table and read an article about the difficulties of finding jobs for even the most qualified applicants.
“Mr. Labelle will see you now,” the receptionist announced. “First door on your right down the hall.”
The door was open, but when I saw who was sitting behind the desk, I stopped and stared with surprise. Either it was the guy who’d worked last summer for Kreber’s or his twin brother. Same curly black hair, same handsome face, same scowl, and presumably the same tight butt.
“Good morning, Cole,” Maggie said, smiling. “I’d like you to meet TJ Delaney.”

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7 comments:

  1. ooh, is this going to be a fateful meeting? Great tease!

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  2. Great teaser! This is a good story. I enjoyed it :)

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  3. Dun-dun-DAHH. Let the romance begin! Great teaser, Christiane!

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  4. Intense scene. I’m intrigued to know more.

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