It`s time for Tuesday
Tales.
Welcome back! “Staple” is our word this week. Today
I’m sharing a snippet from First Season,
the second Harrisburg Railers book. I’m coauthoring this M/M hockey romance
series with Rj Scott and am thrilled to be able to share excerpts with the
Tuesday Tales readers!
In today’s post, we get
to see some interaction between the two leading men, Adler Lockhart, a Railers player,
and Layton Foxx, a social media expert working with the Railers.
This story may have gay
erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those
things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks
for stopping by!
One of the equipment managers slid some guards
on my blades and I thumped off, face red, stomach all sorts of knotted up, my
goal the dressing room. Honestly. It had been my plan to shower and go home to
talk to Apollo. Then I’d eat, come back to the barn, and go out there and beat
the sass out of Philadelphia. But then I saw Layton Foxx in that tiny room and
all my plans kind of went left of center. I stopped on a dime, took a step in
reverse, and walked into the press room. His head came up and his eyes – they
were incredible stormy gray eyes with thick dark lashes – flared when he saw
me. He grabbed the stapler.
“Okay, see here’s the thing…” I used my stick
to shut the door. “I don’t think you get how hard it was for me to tell you
that I was gay.”
“I really wish you’d open the door.” He held
onto that stapler like it was a Ruger or something. “We’re done for the day.”
“Yeah, I thought so too but how you treated me
is stuck in my chest.” I thumped on my breastbone with a gloved hand. Layton
eyed me nervously. He was so damn enticing in an uptight, corporate way. He
needed me to peel him out of that spiffy suit, lay him over that ugly desk, and
make love to him until he was loose as a damn goose. I bet he bottomed. I hoped
he did. Also, he needed to let go of that stapler. “Are you going to shoot me
in the eye with a staple or
something?”
“What? No.” He put the stapler down but left a
well-manicured hand resting on it. He had nice fingers. Soft looking, like he
never did dirty work or tinker with engines. Not that I tinkered with engines
either but my hands looked like hockey player hands. Scarred up from fights and
being slashed by opposing players. “You need to go though.”
Copyright 2017
©by V.L. Locey & Rj Scott
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8 comments:
I bet he really didn't want him to go. I loved your use of staple.
Seems like Layton Foxx was happy with his admission. However, I did feel a spark between them.
I suspect Layton is going to want Adler to start hanging around more. At least, I hope he does!
Great intro to a new story! And a new team. Looking forward to that. Great use of the word prompt. Yes, we'll see how Layton really feels in a few chapters.
I suspect we'll see Layton's feeling soon. ;)
Great beginning1
I love the tension between them! Can't wait to read more!
I loved this snippet...except for the part where it ended and I wanted to keep reading more. Excellent use of the stapler and the weekly word prompt!
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