With the pressures of the job bearing down on him, police officer Garrett Wreckley needs a vacation—in fact, he isn’t given a choice in the matter. Since the water has always soothed Garrett’s soul, he heads to the Caribbean, hoping some time alone sailing on the open water will help him pull himself together.
But even though he’s taking a break from law enforcement, Garrett can’t get rid of his cop’s instinct so easily.
He meets Nigel, a young man as innocent as he is beautiful, who grew up sheltered from the world, exploring the beaches and tropical forests with only the company of his aunt, his brother, and the wildlife and sea creatures he befriended.
As sweet, passionate love blooms, their time in paradise feels too good to be true… and Garrett’s gut and training tell him that might be the case. As he investigates, he quickly realizes everything is not as it seems. Will his snooping destroy not only their romance, but everything Nigel believes about his life?
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Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 2 Purr heat index...
Garrett has lost his longtime lover and his heart aches. he has thrown himself into work to forget and now is facing burnout. His boss forces him to take a vacation, so Garrett turns to his other love, sailing. While exploring an unfamiliar small island he meets a young man that is the first to turn his head and make him want since the loss of David.
Nigel is young and innocent, not having been off the island since the loss of his parents when he was a very young boy. The island is safe and all he can remember. He and his brother love exploring it. He has never wanted anything else until he meets the stranger that he finds on his island.
Excerpt...
A SHOT split the air, and Garrett Wreckley crouched behind the fence post directly in line with the front door of the dilapidated wood-sided home. Once, it might have housed a family who raised their kids, went to work, and did their best to get by. But that was a different decade… a different time. Now death and decay infested the place, drugs rotting the people on the inside and spreading their disease outward as far as the inhabitants could push it.
“Come out and you won’t be hurt,” one of the negotiators called from behind him. Garrett didn’t have the time to worry about who it was. His head went in a million directions at a time like this. Garrett needed to stop this mind-wandering shit and focus.
The answer was another shot, this one away from him. Other officers swarmed around the sides of the building, giving the inhabitants a wide berth until it was time to move in. Garrett waited for the go-ahead and then the smash of doors as officers swarmed the house. With a wild yell, he raced up the walk and crashed through the front door like the Hulk. The front room was empty, so he went to the next.
A man, stoned out of his mind, sat in the corner of the dining room, trying to get his legs under him.
“Stay down!” When the man continued his efforts to stand, Garrett pointed his gun at him. “I said, stay down.” Blood flooded with endorphins and testosterone, fueled by enough caffeine to wire an elephant, raced through his veins. His finger already on the trigger, he repeated his call, ready to shoot. Garrett’s hand shook just a little as his gaze narrowed to a pinpoint. He’d blow him away in a split second if the idiot didn’t listen. “Just give me a reason,” Garrett whispered under his breath.
“The house is secure…,” a voice came through his radio, but Garrett ignored it. The man in front of him—small, painfully thin—rose but stayed in the corner. Garrett didn’t lower his gun at all.
“Hey, I have him,” Coleridge half whispered.
Garrett didn’t move, not looking away from the dirty, scraggly man for a second.
A hand touched his shoulder, pulling Garrett out of the spell he’d been under. His vision returned to normal, and Garrett began breathing once again.
“It’s all right. I have him. The guy is completely stoned.”
Garrett slowly lowered his weapon. Without a word, he let Coleridge take the man into custody, holstered his gun, and left the house. He didn’t speak to anyone as he walked through the sea of police cruisers until he got to his own, where he sat behind the wheel, heart still racing but slowly returning to normal. He started the engine and turned the air-conditioning to full blast to try to cool his skin and evaporate the sweat that was everywhere.
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Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 2 Purr heat index...
Garrett has lost his longtime lover and his heart aches. he has thrown himself into work to forget and now is facing burnout. His boss forces him to take a vacation, so Garrett turns to his other love, sailing. While exploring an unfamiliar small island he meets a young man that is the first to turn his head and make him want since the loss of David.
Nigel is young and innocent, not having been off the island since the loss of his parents when he was a very young boy. The island is safe and all he can remember. He and his brother love exploring it. He has never wanted anything else until he meets the stranger that he finds on his island.
This story is such a lovely, intriguing story. At first, we get the angst of Garret's loss and some from Nigel as well with the loss of his parents. Then the blooming romance is oh so sweet and lifts our hearts in expectation, then boom! comes a twist with mystery and lots of suspense. The story is fast paced with lots of tension, action, and feeling, of course, romance too. The sex is sweet and just enough to make the story sensual without overdoing it or upstaging everything else.
If you like mystery/suspense, second chance at love, May/December, sweet romance and an allover good book this is for you.
Excerpt...
A SHOT split the air, and Garrett Wreckley crouched behind the fence post directly in line with the front door of the dilapidated wood-sided home. Once, it might have housed a family who raised their kids, went to work, and did their best to get by. But that was a different decade… a different time. Now death and decay infested the place, drugs rotting the people on the inside and spreading their disease outward as far as the inhabitants could push it.
“Come out and you won’t be hurt,” one of the negotiators called from behind him. Garrett didn’t have the time to worry about who it was. His head went in a million directions at a time like this. Garrett needed to stop this mind-wandering shit and focus.
The answer was another shot, this one away from him. Other officers swarmed around the sides of the building, giving the inhabitants a wide berth until it was time to move in. Garrett waited for the go-ahead and then the smash of doors as officers swarmed the house. With a wild yell, he raced up the walk and crashed through the front door like the Hulk. The front room was empty, so he went to the next.
A man, stoned out of his mind, sat in the corner of the dining room, trying to get his legs under him.
“Stay down!” When the man continued his efforts to stand, Garrett pointed his gun at him. “I said, stay down.” Blood flooded with endorphins and testosterone, fueled by enough caffeine to wire an elephant, raced through his veins. His finger already on the trigger, he repeated his call, ready to shoot. Garrett’s hand shook just a little as his gaze narrowed to a pinpoint. He’d blow him away in a split second if the idiot didn’t listen. “Just give me a reason,” Garrett whispered under his breath.
“The house is secure…,” a voice came through his radio, but Garrett ignored it. The man in front of him—small, painfully thin—rose but stayed in the corner. Garrett didn’t lower his gun at all.
“Hey, I have him,” Coleridge half whispered.
Garrett didn’t move, not looking away from the dirty, scraggly man for a second.
A hand touched his shoulder, pulling Garrett out of the spell he’d been under. His vision returned to normal, and Garrett began breathing once again.
“It’s all right. I have him. The guy is completely stoned.”
Garrett slowly lowered his weapon. Without a word, he let Coleridge take the man into custody, holstered his gun, and left the house. He didn’t speak to anyone as he walked through the sea of police cruisers until he got to his own, where he sat behind the wheel, heart still racing but slowly returning to normal. He started the engine and turned the air-conditioning to full blast to try to cool his skin and evaporate the sweat that was everywhere.
Andrew Grey is the author of nearly 100 works of Contemporary Gay Romantic fiction. After twenty-seven years in corporate America, he has now settled down in Central Pennsylvania with his husband, Dominic, and his laptop. An interesting ménage. Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He is a recipient of the RWA Centennial Award, has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, and now writes full-time. Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing). He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
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