Gray Grayson, a bartender at the Sunset Club, thinks he is average in every way, average height, average looks, average personality. He believes no-one really sees him especially the man who makes his heart beat faster, Enzo Del Monte, owner of EDI, a multi-billion dollar company in West Long Branch, New Jersey.
Every night Gray watches Enzo flirt with Mike Green, the manager of the club. But Gray knows something Enzo doesn’t. Mike Green is straight and playing Enzo for his money. On top of which Mike is raiding the tills to go to Atlantic City and Keith and Zach, the owners of the Sunset know nothing about it.
Gray is on the horns of a dilemma. Does he tell Bobby and Keith about Mike’s plans for Enzo’s money and that he is stealing from the bar? Or does he keep his head down and his mouth shut because he desperately needs the Sunset Insurance to pay for his mother’s care because she has leukemia?
Will anyone believe an average guy who aspires too high? Little does Gray know that Enzo noticed Gray first and Mike told Enzo Gray was taken. How do these two get together and how does Enzo convince Gray that he cares for him after months of him chasing after Mike?
You in My Arms will be available on Friday, March 20 from MLR Press at mlrpress.com and shortly thereafter at Amazon and AllRomance.
This is a story about a man struggling to meet obligations thrust upon him by life through no fault of his own. Jason Monroe fights valiantly to try to keep him and his sister, Kitty afloat in an older home with maintenance issues such as the perpetually leaking roof.
He tries to do his best for his sister Kitty, but Kitty has some psychological damage not caused by his father and stepmother’s death as Jason thinks. His friends from the 2010 Ocean Township Champion Soccer Team take him out for his birthday to the most popular gay bar at the Jersey Shore, The Sunset Club. However all Jason seems to be able to do is worry about the money he’s missing by not working at his weekend job, The Ocean View, a college bar in Belmar, and his rather dismal life.
His friend, the ever practical, Bobby Michaels has different goals for Jason this evening. He wants to get Jason thoroughly drunk and then laid. He’s picked out a candidate sitting at the end of the bar, Zach Montgomery who just happens to own half of the club. Bobby tries to set Jason up with Zach and Zach approaches Jason with an unbelievable line, “Want to fuck.” The fur flies and the fireworks explode from there and Zach Montgomery, an admitted man-whore, finds himself thoroughly involved with Jason, (a virgin, shock, shock) and his four year old sister.
Will Jason give it up to Zach or will Zach find his heart and take Jason and Kitty inside. Zach has a solution, an adorable kitten who Kitty names Eloise, and he uses Eloise to storm Jason’s citadel. Will Jason subcumb without love or is it Zach who gives way. Read You in My Arms and find out.
I loved this story of an young artist who becomes seriously ill and having lost everything, with no hope left, decides to commit suicide. He wanders out into the cold sea but is, in the way of a good fairy tale, rescued by a wealthy prince. Okay, not actually a prince but a millionaire computer programmer of Italian descent who falls in love with the angelically beautiful man he pulls from the sea. They have to overcome future troubles that make for an interesting story and if you like a sweet romance, you will love this book too. The writing style itself is very clear and well-plotted.
The Drowning is available at MLRBooks.com, Amazon.com and All Romance.
All Romance is having a flash sale for all MLR titles today. My latest title, The Drowning, which normally sells for six dollars is on sale for four-forty-nine. If you haven’t picked up your copy of The Drowning, or any other books on my backlist, pick them up today at All Romance.
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Dennis Michael O’Shea could no longer walk by the sea. He used to put on a full body wet suit and chase the waves up and down the Jersey Shore from March through November. A year ago he was diagnosed with mixed connective tissue disease with lupus and a plethora of other medical issues that came along with it. Now, he couldn’t make it past the boards without stopping to rest. Dennis Michael wasn’t sixty-five or even a poorly preserved forty. Dennis had celebrated his twenty-fifth birthday the day before. The date always marked the official start of his personal surfing season. This year he intended it to mark the day of his death.
The tide was on its way in to the shore. The mist hung heavy over the water like a gray blanket silencing the roar of the angry sea. March was the cruelest month. The ocean could be angry or placid, temperature cold or temperate. Tonight, March showed Jack Frost’s face. The light cotton rugby shirt he wore did little to keep the chill from Dennis’ fair skin. It was a favorite and kept only for special occasions. The red, yellow and navy interweaving striped pattern shirt came from Abercrombie and Fitch. It had been a Christmas gift from his former lover, lost, as everything else had been, in the riptide of the previous year.
Grandma O’Shea had always instructed Dennis to wear clean underwear just in case there was an accident and he went to the emergency room. He smiled as he thought about his Grams. It was in her honor that he wore his only good shirt and pants, beige Dockers, to his own death. There was no clean underwear, Dennis went commando so Grams would remain unashamed; all his remaining briefs were holey, like the socks he tossed, just stuffing his feet into a pair of Nikes.
The small number of personal items he wished to leave his sisters were secreted in the trunk of his Honda. He left his art and paper making frames, supplies, glues and dyes and the few canvases of his work completed before he was struck down sat in the back seat. His work sold well at his first show after college. These were to go in the second show that never came. He left two of his canvasses with a note to the management company that took care of the apartment complex. His former agent would be able to find a buyer and the two canvases would pay his debt. They were his last assets. It didn’t matter, he no longer needed assets. Dennis had only two passions in life the first was his art, the second, Matt. The disease had cost him both.