Second to None
The Breakfast Club, Book 3
Felice Stevens
M/M Romance
Cover Designer: Reese Dante
Cover Photo: Stock Photo
Release Date: January 28, 2016
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/1K7uhSq
Nightclub owner Marcus Feldman never met a man he didn’t love, at least for the night. Although his best friends have all found love, Marcus shuns their advice to commit to one man and settle down. His past has taught him monogamy and marriage is for fools, and Marcus is anything but a fool.
Tyler Reiss’s dream of dancing professionally is
unexpectedly cut short and replaced by a different kind of love. He trades in
his ballet slippers for go go boots, and spends his nights dancing at the
hottest gay club in the city. Flirting with the customers for tips is easy, but
resisting the dark and sexy Marcus is becoming harder to do with each passing
day.
Unforeseen circumstances bring Marcus and Tyler closer and
though they give in to their mutual passion, both still struggle to guard their
hearts. When crises threaten, Tyler and Marcus find their strength in each
other rather than falling apart. Tyler must choose to either run, or stay and
fight for the life he wants, while Marcus realizes that love doesn’t mean
losing himself and opens his heart, making him a better man in the end.
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EXCERPT
“Marcus?”
His eyelids fluttered open to the sight of a hospital room
instead of his bedroom. His neck hurt and his legs were contorted in a
pretzel-like position. He untangled himself from the chair he’d fallen asleep
in after they moved Tyler to a room last night around three a.m., and walked
over to the hospital bed where Tyler lay wide-awake.
Tyler stared up at him, confusion apparent in his furrowed brow,
but Marcus noticed his bright, pain-free eyes.
“Hey, how’re you feeling?”
“Like someone punched my guts in.” He licked his lips. “Is there
any water? I’m really thirsty.”
Marcus took the plastic cup from the swing table next to the bed
and poured Tyler a small glass. “Let me raise the bed for you so you don’t
spill it.” Tyler nodded and Marcus pressed the button and watched the head of
the bed raise up a few inches before stopping. “Here. Drink it slow.”
Tyler gave him a searching look but said nothing and drank his
water. His head fell back on the pillow, and he closed his eyes.
“What are you doing here?”
“That’s not very nice. How about: ‘Thanks Marcus for staying the
night. I appreciate it.’”
He grinned at Tyler who rolled his eyes. “Thanks Marcus for
staying the night. I appreciate it.” He sighed. “But why are you here? And what
time is it anyway?”
Marcus consulted his watch. “It’s seven a.m. The doctor said
last night when they brought you into the room here that if you didn’t show any
signs of a concussion, they’d spring you out sometime this morning.”
“Okay. But that doesn’t answer my question about what you’re
doing here.”
“I stayed to make sure you were okay, plus I’m taking you home
when you’re discharged.”
“I can call a cab.” Tyler winced as he sat up. “I’m fine, and it
doesn’t hurt nearly as bad as it did yesterday.” His fingers touched his side.
“They have me taped up pretty well.”
“Let me see.” Before Tyler responded, Marcus placed his hand
over Tyler’s rib cage and felt the bulky bandage through the thin fabric of the
hospital gown. He slid his hand around Tyler’s waist.
“Marcus, stop,” Tyler warned.
“Stop what?” He might be far from innocent, but he could play
the part.
“Oh, am I interrupting?” A nurse walked in with a tray and a
thermometer. “I’m sorry, but I have to give him his meds and take his BP and
temperature.”
“I hope you’re taking it rectally. I was always told it gave the
most accurate reading. Is that true?” He stepped away from the bed and winked
at the nurse, who broke out in laughter.
“Marcus, shut up,” said Tyler, not even trying to hide the
exasperation in his voice.
“Oh Marcus, you’re silly.” She bit her lips to stop her
amusement. “Don’t worry, Mr. Reiss. Your boyfriend is right, but we take it by
the eardrum method. It’s very accurate as well.” She busied herself, unaware of
Tyler’s glare. “Just relax now.”
After finishing, she pulled away the blood pressure machine and
smiled. “Very good. All your vitals are excellent. How’s your head?”
“Hard as a rock,” Marcus spoke before Tyler could answer.
“Oh, you’re a kidder.” She patted him on his arm. “I think it’s
sweet the way you stayed here all night to make sure everything was okay. And
now you get to take him home and baby him.”
Watching Tyler grow angrier by the minute was a better show than
anything he’d ever watched on television. “I’m looking forward to it. I may
have to borrow a nurse outfit.”
The nurse’s laughter followed her out the door, but Tyler was having
none of it. Seeing the hostility in his blue-gray eyes, Marcus girded himself.
“What the hell are you talking about? I’m not going home with
you.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Felice Stevens has
always been a romantic at heart. While life is tough, she believes there is a
happy ending for everyone. She started reading traditional historical romances
as a teenager, then life and law school got in the way. It wasn't until she picked
up a copy of Bertrice Small and became swept away to Queen Elizabeth's court
that her interest in romance novels was renewed.
But somewhere along the way, her reading shifted to stories of men falling in love. Once she picked up her first gay romance, she became so enamored of the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion there was no turning back.
Felice lives in New York City with her husband and two children. Her day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. Although she practices law, she daydreams of a time when she can sit by a beach and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be some angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.
But somewhere along the way, her reading shifted to stories of men falling in love. Once she picked up her first gay romance, she became so enamored of the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion there was no turning back.
Felice lives in New York City with her husband and two children. Her day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. Although she practices law, she daydreams of a time when she can sit by a beach and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be some angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.
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