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Thursday, January 24, 2013

Collars and Catwalks - now available for pre-order




COLLARS AND CATWALKS
TomCats 4

PRE-ORDER!
AVAILABLE: Saturday, February 2nd

This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, February 9th.

[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, light consensual BDSM, HEA]

Supermodel Jayme Alan has strutted on catwalks all over the world, but his glamorous career comes to an end when his boyfriend, celebrity designer Victor Velasquez, dumps him for a younger man. After drowning his sorrows in alcohol, Jayme gets a chance to make a comeback. It's only a small show in Key West, but it includes a week's vacation at the clothing-optional gay resort, TomCats.

It's lust at first sight when Torque Bowman, part owner of TomCats, meets Jayme. Torque thinks he's found the submissive man he's been looking for and he plans to ask Jayme to extend his visit. But when Torque finds a magazine article about Jayme and Victor, he flies into a jealous rage and breaks off all contact with the model. A hurt Jayme flies back to New York and eases the pain by throwing himself into his career. Torque discovers the truth, but is it too late for another shot at love?

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Story Excerpt

Jayme Alan caught his breath and waited for his turn on the catwalk. Backstage was always chaotic. He’d been pulled in so many directions—hair, makeup, photos—he needed a few minutes to decompress. He needed Victor.

Where are you?

Jayme tried not to fidget, but he felt like he might explode. His left thumb started rubbing circles on his index finger. For some reason, the embarrassing habit comforted him.

The new guy blew past Jayme and almost knocked him over. How did Yukio manage to look so cool, calm, and confident on his first runway walk? 

“Break a leg,” Jayme muttered under his breath. And I don’t mean it in a good way. 

Jayme’s anxiety increased, and his fingers moved faster. Seconds ticked by. Without Victor’s final approval, he wouldn’t be able to step onto the catwalk when he heard his cue. He looked around wildly.

The designer always came over to give Jayme’s outfit a last-minute check. Victor Velasquez had an eagle eye that missed nothing. He would straighten a seam or tuck a loose pleat, and then he’d lace his fingers with Jayme’s and give them a quick squeeze for good luck. Jayme might be a supermodel, but without this ritual, he could not step onto the runway. If the reassuring routine made him feel secure and confident, what was the harm? 

Ah, there you are.

Jayme tried to catch Victor’s eye, but the designer, deep in conversation with Yukio, didn’t see him. The new boy was a damn good actor, wringing his hands like a nervous Nellie while Victor fussed like a helicopter parent hovering over his kid. Only this kid was a six-foot Asian beauty with colorful peacock feathers woven into his long black hair. Practically drooling, Yukio, hung on the designer’s every word. Victor seemed entranced by him as well. Jayme had ceased to exist. There was a time when Victor hovered and flapped his wings over Jayme in that same way. Watching Victor treat the new boy the way he used to coddle Jayme sent waves of jealousy crashing through his body. 

 

Happy Reading!


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