Fellow NineStar Press author Rian Durant is visiting today and sharing an excerpt from Honey and Heat. Welcome, Rian!
Author: Rian Durant
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: September 4, 2017
Cover Artist: Natasha Snow
Category: MM, Romance, Contemporary
Word Count: 60400
Blurb:
Linden has only one thing on his mind a few days away from Christmas—his pending university exams. That is, until he meets his neighbors’ son who has returned for the holidays. Brice Stevens is gorgeous, but he’s insufferable.
It’s Linden’s first love, and he falls hard for Brice, despite Brice’s occasionally aloof and cool behavior. It’s an emotional ride for both of them while Linden takes a crash course in real love and Brice learns to trust in a relationship.
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Excerpt
“Linden, wait!”
He turned to Auntie Jane, who pointed with the dough roll toward one of the doors.
“Please don’t go in there as Brice is still sleeping. He’s evil when someone tries to wake him up.”
His guts tied in a knot when he imagined Brice sleeping. He wished he could go in that room and wake him up with kisses, evil or not, even if he was the devil incarnate. He bit his lip as his imagination heated up all too quickly, making him picture the man ready for action early in the morning. His cheeks burned and by the time he reached the row of flowers, his skin was redder than the Euphorbia.
So he was here but he might not even wake up and…
“Good morning.”
He gulped and turned around, recognizing the voice in an instant. Brice cast him a glance which, as if it was magical, rendered him unable to speak. Auntie Jane chirruped in his stead.
“Good morning, lovely. I hope we didn’t wake you up. Good thing you did, though, as the breakfast is almost ready.”
“Mmm, it does smell nice. Thank you, Mother.”
Brice looked splendid. He either held his liquor well or hadn’t had much to drink because he looked more like someone who had just come back from a good morning walk.
“Good morning, Brice.”
He wished his voice didn’t sound so faint and apologetic, but it did. Brice’s assessing look pierced him through to the core. He had to find a good excuse and go home as quickly as possible.
“Watering the flowers again?”
His voice was overtly sarcastic and his eyes seemed darker. He was so, so mad at him. But why? Neither of them belonged to the other, so there was no explanation needed, but probably Brice didn’t like being played around. Linden bit his lip and then quickly let it go for fear that Brice would interpret that in a wrong way. Like, as if he was trying to seduce him. He had to speak. Now.
“Yes. I… I should—”
“You promised you’d stay for breakfast,” said Auntie Jane with a touch of disappointment in her voice. “It’s enough Brian ran away on me this morning to meet his mates in the Nautical Club, and now you.”
“Did I?” He managed a smile. “Okay, I’ll stay.”
He didn’t dare look at Brice at that moment but was sure he heard a grunt from his end preceding his statement, totally lacking emotion. “I’m going to take a shower.”
He turned to Auntie Jane, who pointed with the dough roll toward one of the doors.
“Please don’t go in there as Brice is still sleeping. He’s evil when someone tries to wake him up.”
His guts tied in a knot when he imagined Brice sleeping. He wished he could go in that room and wake him up with kisses, evil or not, even if he was the devil incarnate. He bit his lip as his imagination heated up all too quickly, making him picture the man ready for action early in the morning. His cheeks burned and by the time he reached the row of flowers, his skin was redder than the Euphorbia.
So he was here but he might not even wake up and…
“Good morning.”
He gulped and turned around, recognizing the voice in an instant. Brice cast him a glance which, as if it was magical, rendered him unable to speak. Auntie Jane chirruped in his stead.
“Good morning, lovely. I hope we didn’t wake you up. Good thing you did, though, as the breakfast is almost ready.”
“Mmm, it does smell nice. Thank you, Mother.”
Brice looked splendid. He either held his liquor well or hadn’t had much to drink because he looked more like someone who had just come back from a good morning walk.
“Good morning, Brice.”
He wished his voice didn’t sound so faint and apologetic, but it did. Brice’s assessing look pierced him through to the core. He had to find a good excuse and go home as quickly as possible.
“Watering the flowers again?”
His voice was overtly sarcastic and his eyes seemed darker. He was so, so mad at him. But why? Neither of them belonged to the other, so there was no explanation needed, but probably Brice didn’t like being played around. Linden bit his lip and then quickly let it go for fear that Brice would interpret that in a wrong way. Like, as if he was trying to seduce him. He had to speak. Now.
“Yes. I… I should—”
“You promised you’d stay for breakfast,” said Auntie Jane with a touch of disappointment in her voice. “It’s enough Brian ran away on me this morning to meet his mates in the Nautical Club, and now you.”
“Did I?” He managed a smile. “Okay, I’ll stay.”
He didn’t dare look at Brice at that moment but was sure he heard a grunt from his end preceding his statement, totally lacking emotion. “I’m going to take a shower.”
About Rian:
Rian is one of those who are both blessed and cursed by the insatiable desire to write, primarily M/M (insert more Ms if you like) stories.
Always having a plot in mind is hard when having a day time job but Rian manages them currently, assisted by the priceless support of her soul mate, lots of coffee and pure obstinacy.
What makes Rian smile is anything that could be the reason for that spark in the eyes, accompanied by the exclamation: “Oh my, I just saw something!”
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Always having a plot in mind is hard when having a day time job but Rian manages them currently, assisted by the priceless support of her soul mate, lots of coffee and pure obstinacy.
What makes Rian smile is anything that could be the reason for that spark in the eyes, accompanied by the exclamation: “Oh my, I just saw something!”
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