FROM POPULAR GAY ROMANCE AUTHOR BA TORTUGA
Book one in the Rocking W series
When Luke’s lost everything, the only thing to do is head back home to the ranch and pray that he finds his way again.
When Navy SEAL Luke Blanchard comes back to Northeast Texas after a devastating injury, he feels like the whole world has gone dark. In a wheelchair and feeling worthless, Luke has no idea what to do, even as his twin brother Matt is determined to lift him up and help him heal.
Rory McConnell is a local prodigy, a real estate lawyer with a plan to buy up land before his bitter rival can collect it. When the Blanchard ranch goes into the red, he offers to buy out the debt. Luke backs his brother instead, but he doesn’t believe for a minute that Rory is a bad guy. No one that sexy and fun can be, right?
As Luke claws his way out of depression with a crazy idea to run a therapy ranch, he and Rory start to explore the need growing between them. Will Rory’s need for revenge against a man who damaged him forever come between them, or will it be the force which brings these two wounded men together for good?
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Cat gives this one 5 Meows...
Have I mentioned just how much I love BA Tortuga? This book did not disappoint!
Luke has recently come home from the Navy Seals injured and wheelchair bound and in low spirits. His twin Brother, Matt, uses tough love to get him to work with the horses and out of his depression.
Rory is a young lawyer and from money buying up all the land he can. He has a secret as to why. Luke and Rory hit it off quickly but will Rory's past come back to haunt Matt and Luke?
I loved this story right away but I am a HUGE BA Tortuga fan. She has a way with characters and this book is full of great ones. Both Luke and Rory are amazing characters. There is mention of another brother that has me hoping for his book as well. The plot is also good and well paced with lots of action.
If you like cowboys, war heroes, action, horses, lawyers, wealthy men with secrets, and some moderate man sex you will like this book!
Excerpt...
Matt took a deep breath, trying hard not to scream at his twin brother Luke. Shouting did more harm than good most days, but that fact didn’t ease the temptation, really. The truth was that Matt needed help on the ranch, and Luke should’ve been able to do some of the lighter jobs, but he was still lying around on his ass feeling sorry for himself.
Guilt immediately clawed at Matt’s gut. Luke deserved some downtime. Thirty-two missions with an eighty-two percent success rate meant nothing to Uncle Sam once that rate went down the toilet, thanks to an IED, a bunch of shattered bones, two surgeries and a scad of scars. Luke had given up a lot to be a SEAL and was now giving up even more of his life trying to recover.
So, instead of ramping up and stomping his damned boot heels, Matt counted to ten. “Hey, bud. I need some help with the foals.”
“Help doing what? I’m no cowboy.”
He peered into a face that ought to have been as familiar as his own, but somehow it wasn’t. He was the older by eight minutes, but Luke seemed like he was in his forties, lines around his mouth that Matt didn’t share, a hardness in his eyes.
“No, but you’re what I got, and I need help.” Luke was all about helping people, right? Matt was trying to appeal to his basic nature.
“Okay.” Luke moved himself from the sofa to his wheelchair using his upper body strength, the heavy braces on his legs brutal as all get out. The doctors said he’d walk again without them and the crutches as long as Luke did his therapy, but Matt knew Luke didn’t believe it.
Matt needed Luke to start believing.
Hell, he didn’t give a living shit what the ornery son of a bitch believed in—Santa Claus, flying monkeys, yetis. He was easy. Matt wanted his easygoing, laughing twin back. Damn it, he was the quiet, serious one. The frickin’ cowboy.
He held the door open for Luke, waiting for the wheelchair maneuver that caused the most trouble. Door jambs.
He’d fixed the ramp up, but the door would have to wait until he figured out where Luke was going to light for good. God knew his brother had always said he hated living in the back of beyond, which was why he’d gone into the Navy.
Luke managed to get out of the doorway without scraping his knuckles too bad. He’d suggested those fingerless leather glove deals, but Luke had responded poorly. His belly showed the bruises from Luke’s no.
Luke still packed a hell of a punch.
They got down to the barn without too much trouble because Matt had graded the path a bit, and the foaling stalls would be a simple in and out, even with the wheelchair. He’d stabled a couple three foals when he fed, just to give Luke something to do.
The horses knew they were coming, hooves slamming against the dirt. In the barn, the whinnies started right away.
“They love you,” he told Luke. “I don’t fucking understand it.”
Luke snorted. “They love the idea of some company, is all. Takes me longer to groom them, so I stay with them. They like that.”
“Uh-huh.” Matt didn’t give a shit on the whys. He just cared about the love. His best mare, Shana, nosed over the stall door, her time in quarantine obviously chafing her. She had a cut just below her hock. “Hey, baby girl. How you doing today?”
He rubbed her velvet-soft nose, let her nibble on his palm.
She blew, bobbing her head up and down.
“Soon. I promise. Maybe today.” He looked over at Luke. “You need help or you good?”
“I got it.” Luke started with the last stall, and Matt headed out to check the yearlings.
He was beginning to think this whole thing was going to work, he really was. The horses were thriving—the cattle were working the back forty. All he had to do was hold on for a little longer.
Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy's Girl, BA spends her days with her basset hounds, getting tattooed, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she's not doing that, she's writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA's personal saviors include her wife, Julia, her best friend, Sean, and coffee. Lots of good coffee. Y'all know that song, The Happiest Girl in the Whole USA? That's me, down to the bone.
Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the high desert and now lives the good life in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery menages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeon-holed by anyone but the voices in her head.
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congrats BA and cant wait to read this new one
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Thanks for the review & excerpt, this sounds like something I'd really love!
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