Blurb:
Paramedic Pete Adams lived through the year from hell watching his lover, Ash, fall apart, and the precarious balance between work and home is becoming more strained. His heart is always home, with Ash, but the dark side to his job is weighing him down.
Tattoo artist Ash Fagin is recovering from a nervous breakdown triggered by revelations about his traumatic childhood. His battle with mental illness is far from over, but with Pete by his side, he's feeling good again, so good he doesn’t notice something missing until it walks right into his living room.
Ash believes he’s had enough coincidence in his life, but when a voice from the past comes looking for him, it takes the devastating injuries of the one he loves most to convince him to let a ghost become the family he never knew he wanted.
Categories: Contemporary, Erotica, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Excerpt:
PETE HAD been busy while I’d been gone. I stood in front of the shiny new door to his apartment and wondered for a moment if I’d come home to the right place. Then I remembered the coarse message he’d sent me a few days ago, telling me in no uncertain terms what a bitch the new door had been to fit. A separate message—perhaps an afterthought—told me he’d left a key on top of the frame.
I reached for it and turned it over in my hand. It was silver and shiny. The old one was battered brass, bruised and familiar. It felt heavy in my pocket as I slid the new key into the lock. I considered the fate of the old key now that the door it belonged to was no longer there. Pete said I pondered the strangest things.
The new door swung open with a whisper. It felt odd after two years with a door that crunched like a gearbox. The new door was like a ghost, all shimmery and silent. I wasn’t sure I liked it.
A wry grin crept over my face. Really? Four days without Pete and you’re worried about a door? I took a tentative step forward. The door closed with a quiet click, and this time, I paid it no heed.
I glanced around the apartment. It was quiet and still. No TV, stereo, or signs of life. That was no surprise. I was a few hours early. Despite hating every moment of the flight between Chicago and Philadelphia, I’d caught an earlier plane home. Pete wasn’t expecting me, but I could feel in my bones that he was home. The invisible cord between us pulled me along, and a minute later, I found him passed out in our bed. He was asleep on his stomach, something he only did when he was alone or too tired to notice. It used to make me uneasy—sometimes it still did—but not today. Today his bare back was exactly what I needed to see. I sat down by his head and brushed my fingers over his stubbly jaw. He didn’t stir, even when I leaned down and breathed in the clean smell of his skin.
Author Bio:
Rainbow
Award winner Garrett Leigh is a British writer and book designer, currently
working for Dreamspinner Press, Loose Id, Riptide Publishing, and Black Jazz
Press. Her protagonists will always always be tortured, crippled, broken, and
deeply flawed. Throw in a tale of enduring true love, some stubbly facial
hair, and a bunch of tattoos, and you’ve got yourself a Garrett special.
When
not writing, Garrett can generally be found procrastinating on Twitter,
cooking up a storm, or sitting on her behind doing as little as possible.
That, and dreaming up new ways to torture her characters. Garrett believes in
happy endings; she just likes to make her boys work for it.
Garrett also
works as a freelance cover artist for various publishing houses and independent
authors under the pseudonym G.D. Leigh. For cover art info, please visit
blackjazzpress.com
Where to Find Garrett Leigh:
Instagram: http://instagram.com/garrett_leigh/
Publisher: Dreamspinner
Press
Cover Artist: G.D. Leigh
Interview:
First let me welcome Garrett Leigh to Wicked Wolves & Dreaming Dragons. I had the opportunity to ask Garrett a few questions and I hope you find her answers as interesting as I did!
What is your all time favorite book?
Junk, by Melvin Burgess. It’s the only book I remember reading in my teenage years that wasn’t about boobs or horses, and the only book I’d happily read again and again.
What do you look for when reading a book for pleasure?
Lots
of angst, and tortured, inked, complex antiheros. Basically, the books I try to
write myself, only better.
What inspired you to write your first book?
Nightmares…
Favorite
place to write?
Bed. It used to be my new couch, but the cat has since peed on it.
Shame, ‘cause I loved that couch…
Seriously, though, I’ve tried to be professional
and write at my desk, but I can’t be arsed. I love my bed!
Coffee,
Tea, or neither?
Rooibos
tea. I love it so much I wrote an ode to it in Only Love
Tour Dates/Tour Stops:
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Giveaway:
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