Author A.E. Via
Title: Promises Part 2
Series: Bounty Hunters
M/M GAY ROMANCE CONTEMPORARY
Edited by: Tina Adamski
Cover Art by: Jay Aheer
PAGE COUNT – 300 pages
Release Date: March 20, 2016
Roman “Quick” Webb is one badass bounty hunter on the crime-filled streets of Atlanta. He’s fearless when it comes to carrying out his dangerous job alongside his longtime best friend and business partner, Duke. However, there is one thing that has begun to cause Quick concern and it’s the dreadful thought of living out the rest of his life alone. Seeing his best friend and his son fall in love and sharing the special connection that only true soulmates can, has made him all the more aware of what’s lacking in his life. Love.
Dr. Cayson Chauncey has been wildly attracted to the big, tattooed hunter for almost a year, ever since he performed the surgery that saved Quick’s best friend’s life. Cayson must’ve mistaken Quick’s gratitude for something more, because the one time he tried to make his desires known, he was harshly rebuffed and left on the man’s doorstep feeling stupid for hitting on an obviously very straight man.
Cayson never dated a man who was willing to come out of hiding and be with him. Now at almost forty, Cayson is intent on no longer being anyone’s dirty secret. Having experienced countless disappointments, and having taken a stand not to fall for any more tricks, Cayson is more than a little skeptical when Quick comes around asking for a second chance to prove himself. The gorgeous man had already made it clear he was definitely uninterested in Cayson… or so he’d thought.
Dr. Chauncey stirred up Quick’s suppressed, most carnal desires from a place deep down inside of him. He’d reacted so badly the first time that now his sexy surgeon wanted nothing to do with him. It was going to take a fair amount of patience and a whole lot of wooing involved as Quick sets out to convince Cayson that he’s worth another chance and that he is the brave lover who Cayson has been looking for.
With a scorned ex and a very dangerous job thrown into the mix, Cayson’s happiness and all of Quick’s promises may not be as easy to keep as they’d hoped.
Quick slid out of his Range Rover, squinting up at the light breaking through the morning dusk. He loved this time of the day. Quiet, peaceful. Before the hustle and bustle of the laborers of the city began their day. Atlanta in the winter was beautiful to him. January and February being his favorite. Most of the leaves had fallen from the trees and he inwardly enjoyed the loud crunch they made under his black, steel toe boots. He let his long hair hang for a while, the still damp strands, sending a pleasant chill through him. Propping himself against the large Magnolia tree next to their modest one-story building, he inhaled the smell of nature before it was time to pick up the trash of Atlanta. If he still smoked it’d be a great time to inhale a few drags, to calm his mind. But, since he didn’t any longer, inhaling the big city air would have to do. It was probably just as toxic.
He saw that Duke’s midnight black F350 was already in its usual spot, closest to the side entrance. He’s sure here early. His friend had begun to sleep in on some mornings, he’d been on two small vacations, and Quick had lost count on the unscheduled day offs Duke took at will.
Duke wasn’t only his best friend since they were still young enough to chase tail but he was also his business partner – and almost son-in-law. Yep, they were a typical American family. It’d been a couple months since Quick’s one and only son confessed his love for his best friend and saved his life. Taking one of his kidneys and giving it to Duke while he was on his death bed. Now the two were connected in a way that was impenetrable to destroy and disgustingly sweet.
Regardless, Quick was happy for his friend. His son Vaughan had always been a level-headed, determined individual. Though Vaughan was ten years younger than Duke, he had to admit that they were perfect together. Quick and Duke were both in their early forties, but Duke’s new pep in his step made him look younger and more striking every day. It was about time one of them got their happily ever after. Duke had always been more romantic than him though. Quick was accustomed to his comfortable, isolated life. He went to work, caught bad guys, kicked ass, hung with buddies here and there, and then went home… alone. He could do that the rest of his life. Adding another person into the mix only complicated shit.
“Rome! You going work today or not? Out here sight-seeing at nothing.” Duke’s deep voice yelled from the open door.
Quick threw up his middle finger before pushing off the base of the massive tree and making his way up the bricked entrance way. “Can’t a man have a few minutes of peace?”
“Not on my fucking dime he can’t. Now get in here, we have two skips today and Dana is heading over to Fulton to do a bond.” Duke was rattling off business, already in full steam ahead mode. His energy level already through the roof at five am. Pfft. I wonder why… Eww.
Quick’s steps were heavy along the all wooden floor. He made a beeline for the fresh dripping pot of coffee and poured him a large cup, not caring about interrupting the flow. He’d slept like shit last night. Although Vaughan hadn’t lived with him very long when he returned from law school, he’d still liked the idea of cooking for two again, sitting and discussing his day with his son on the patio while they drank a few brews. That was actually pretty cool. But Vaughan had moved in with Duke fairly fast so Quick found himself arriving earlier for work than usual and typically the last to leave.
Duke was going on about where they were going but Quick only had one ear tuned in, his other was on…well, anything besides Duke. He dropped down into his chair and spun until his back was to his friend and he could focus on the serenity of the morning outside the large window.
“… should be a clean pick up. Brian and Ford will be here any minute and we’ll roll out.” Duke finished up and Quick nodded his head, still facing the window. He liked going out with the two brothers. They were efficient, sharp and most of all, strong as oxen. Regardless, that Brian had yet to speak to any of them, still using sign language as his method of communicating. Quick’s head jerked up when he heard the door open expecting it to be the towering brothers but it wasn’t.
“Vaughan what are you doing here?” Quick stood and hugged his son. Regardless, they’d just saw each other the night before for dinner but it was their custom. Quick looked his son up and down, frowning at his attire. Noting again that he was dressed like a model, not a lawyer. His blue suit was matched with a light gray dress shirt under a white and gray vest. No tie and ridiculously expensive gray suede shoes.
“Hopefully he’s here to see me.” Duke said from his office door leaning casually against it as Vaughan completely forgot about what he was about to say and made his way over to his lover. Quick turned when he saw their lips connect almost violently, cringing at the sounds that emanated from them.
“Damn Duke, don’t you have enough spit of your own?” Quick grumbled.
The sound of laughter was his okay to turn back around. His son was wiping at his mouth, staring at him like he’d ruined the best kiss ever. “I was on my way downtown and thought I’d stop in and -”
Vaughan was cutoff when the door burst open, another gust of cool air rushing in along with the two brothers. Since they were going out in the field on recoveries they were all in black including the thick leather pants and coat they wore to protect them if they had to squabble with anyone. When you were a bounty hunter, the bail skippers didn’t always come willingly. Underestimating how badly someone valued their freedom could result in you being critically injured – like Duke had experienced when he was practically beaten to death by some strung out drug addicts that would rather kill than go back to prison – or in death. Duke and Quick had been bounty hunters for almost twenty-five years, they knew this business and they were the best. Not only did Duke have his own Bail Bonds business but he also did bail recovery for other companies, while their other business partner, Judge, ran the private investigations office.
There was plenty of work to go around and plenty to keep Quick’s mind off of other things. Quick watched as Duke walked his son to the door, his large hand at his back, his mouth close to his ear. Spinning his chair again, he noticed that Brian was staring at him with an amused look on his arrogant, handsome face.
“What?” Quick barked. Knowing Brian wouldn’t respond, like usual, he got a soft shrug, but no words. Working together for the last few months, they’d quickly gotten comfortable with each other
Ford came from out of their small break room that merely consisted of a couple tables, a forty-two inch television, a microwave, and refrigerator. Most of them still ate at their desk because they were constantly communicating and exchanging information. Duke was the only one with an office. The rest of them had large desk placed throughout the modest space. Dropping down in his large executive style chair, the mechanisms groaned and squeaked at the sheer weight and bulk of Bradford King.
Out of the corner of his eye, Quick saw Brian’s hands move in a few quick series of gestures and his brother snorted at whatever it is was that was communicated to him. “You sure you’re okay with your son dating Duke?” Bradford asked, his grin barely there.
“That’s a stupid question. Vaughan saved his life. They’re in love. Case closed.” Quick mumbled, still not making eye contact with his work colleagues. He fired up his computer so he could have something to direct his attention on instead of the speculative glances he kept getting.
Brian’s hands moved again. If you blinked, you’d miss it. Ford responded. “You’re right Brian. He didn’t answer the question.”
Quick rolled his eyes but decided to stay hidden behind his monitor instead of going further into the topic. He wasn’t upset about Duke and his son being together. He was upset because he’d thought him and Duke would eventually be grumpy old men together. It was stupid but it was the truth. He could admit it to himself if no one else. When Duke and Vaughan first sealed their commitment, Quick was actually happy. Duke was a damn good man, he knew his son’s heart was safe. That’s what every parent wanted right? But, it wasn’t long before some of their long-held traditions began to change. Like instead of going out for beer and darts after a hard bust, Duke opted to go home and be with Vaughan, leaving Quick to unwind by himself or with the brothers. Duke used to come over for dinner at least three to four times a week, now he was lucky if he came over once. Who could blame him? Vaughan was an even better cook than him. Duke and he used to laugh at couples that went to dinner parties and game nights with other couples, but now his friend bragged about being the king of Win, Loose, or Draw among Vaughan’s lawyer friends. Friends he wasn’t asked to meet. Even his internal quarrel made him feel like a jilted bitch.
Quick simply needed to find something to do with his free time. Or at least with the time that he used to spend with Duke.
A.E. Via is an author in the beautiful gay romance genre and also founder and owner of Via Star Wings Books. Her writing embodies everything from hopelessly romantic to spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children.
Adrienne Via has tons of more stories to tell, but she really would like to hear yours. Via Star Wings Books is currently accepting submissions for established and aspiring LGBTQ authors. I’ve contracted and successfully published a couple authors – whose information can be found on my website – who can tell you that my passion is giving other writer’s stories the love and care it deserves so it could be a gift to another. Visit my site to learn more!
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