Now Available at Kindle Unlimited! After The Fire by Felice Stevens
About the Book
A single bullet destroyed the dreams of Dr. Jordan Peterson.
With his lover dead, Jordan descends into an endless spiral of self-destruction
that nearly costs him his friends, his career, and his life. When Jordan finds
himself working closely with the aloof Lucas Conover, the investment banker’s
mysterious past and unexpected kindness shocks him back into a life and
emotions he’d thought lost forever.
The betrayal by the foster brother he’d worshiped taught
Lucas Conover never to trust or believe in anyone. Living a solitary life
couldn’t free him of the nightmare of his former life; it reinforced his belief
that he would never fall in love. When the death of one of his clients forces
him to work closely with Dr. Jordan Peterson, he meets a person whose suffering
exceeds his own. Though Jordan rejects his effort to help, something within
Luke pushes him discover more about the first man to ever get under his skin.
As Luke lets down his guard and Jordan lets go of his pain,
desire takes control. Each man must come to terms with past struggles if they
are to create a future together. And learning to trust in themselves and love
again after tragedy and a lifetime of pain may be the only thing that saves
them in the end.
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Excerpt
“It’s only been nine months. God almighty, did you expect me
to forget him already?” Horrified, Jordan swept his hand across the table,
sending the empty bottles and food containers crashing to the floor. “Keith and
I were together for almost four years. You haven’t even been with Ash a year;
could you forget him so easily? Stop pressuring me to move on with my life. It’s
over for me. There will never be anyone else.”
“So you plan on drinking yourself into an early grave,
losing your job and quite possibly your friends along the way?” Drew placed a
hand on his arm. “I don’t think Keith would expect you to mourn him forever.”
“I didn’t expect to have to mourn him at all. He was
supposed to be here, with me.” The tears, always threatening below the surface,
spilled over, coursing hot and fierce down his cheeks. It seemed he hadn’t
stopped crying since Keith had been murdered. “I can’t get past it. No matter
what I do, he’s always there with me, and I can’t let him go.” All the fight
and anger left him deflated like a balloon several days after a party. An
ineffable weariness stole through him, and he laid his head on his arms on top
of the table. “Go home, you two. Leave me alone.”
Without a word, Ash found the broom and dustpan and began to
clean up the broken glass while Drew remained seated next to Jordan at the
table.
“Look, I understand what you’re feeling. But destroying
yourself isn’t going to bring him back. We know you miss him.”
“You don’t understand.” Jordan shook off Drew’s attempt to
comfort him. “I’m beginning to forget him. Not only his voice but also the way
his arms held me. The way the sound of his breathing calmed me so I could fall
asleep every night.” His breath caught in his throat, and a shudder racked his
body.
Jordan couldn’t reveal the worst—that he could no longer
recall the press of Keith’s lips on his or the sweet sweep of Keith’s tongue in
his mouth. The warmth and smoothness of Keith’s skin, once as familiar as
Jordan’s own, had begun fading to a cold and distant memory. Sometimes he’d sit
in bed late at night and play his voicemail messages simply to hear Keith’s
voice. How fucking disloyal a love was he? It had only been nine months, yet
Keith’s touch, something he’d longed for every day of his life and sworn he’d
never forget, had slipped away like fog in the summer wind. Gentle and swift,
leaving no trace behind that it had ever existed.
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