Title: Waiting For Rain
Author: Susan Mac Nicol
Release Date: February 24th 2014
Published by: Dreamspinner Press
Genre: MM Contemporary Romance
The village of Stamford, the quintessential chocolate box English scene, seemed an impossible dream for foster kid Toby Prentiss. Now he’s found a home among the haystacks and village fairs as the general manager for the Duck and Drake Hotel. With the fears and demons from his youth hidden away in this bucolic oasis, he’s very protective of who he lets in. Until he stumbles across shirtless carpenter Rain Engel building the hotel’s new custom-designed bar.
Working in the countryside, Rain prepared to face his biggest fear: sheep. He didn’t expect to deal with his second biggest fear: commitment. Toby’s controlled, tough guy façade coupled with his “find happiness where you can” optimism calls to Rain like nothing before. While Rain may be an exhibitionist, his romantic history forces him to hold his emotions close. As their relationship develops, secrets from their pasts drive a wedge between them: the ex-boyfriend who tore apart Rain’s trust and Toby's history with the law. But can the secrets hiding among the quirky villagers bring them together? With missing sheep, pole dancing at the winter festival, and a crippling drought, everyone is waiting for Rain.
“See? No sheep,” I said with a giggle. He looked at the haystack with a dubious expression. I fell back onto the lowest step and made sure my legs opened wide so he could see the bulge at my groin.
God, I am such a tart with this man.
“And all you have to do is dance for me,” I murmured. “You’re a damn good dancer. You were great at the club. You have wonderful rhythm.” I’d always wanted to be a better dancer than I was but had grown resigned to the fact that I’d always be mediocre. But Rain? He was sheer dynamite when he danced. Sexy, sultry, hips swaying and arse moving as if it had a rhythm all its own. I’d noticed a lot of people eying him out on the dance floor. He was a master at pole dancing, something that had made my jaw drop when he’d twirled around with abandon on the one in the club, using his hips to make love to the pole. There had definitely been more than one man with a raging hard-on seeing him do that.
Rain still looked unsure. I chuckled, turning over onto my front, sticking my backside out at him. “It’s all yours if you do the dance, Rain.” I turned back quickly in case he got any ideas.
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully as his mouth curved in a warm smile. “Okay. I can manage that, you bloody tease. What do we use for music?”
I finished washing my hands and dried them on my shirt. I was conscious this was the first time we’d actually been alone together, just the two of us. I motioned to the wooden hut in the corner of the garden. “What’s that place?”
He looked puzzled. “It’s a garden shed. We keep the mowers and stuff in there, along with other odds and ends.”
I smiled slowly.
Yep, it was definitely big enough for what I had in mind. I moved over to him and grabbed his hand, feeling a surge of excitement. He looked startled as I pulled him toward the shed. “Come on. Follow me.” Reaching the shed, I pushed open the door. The musty smell of mown grass, what smelled like garlic, probably from the fennel that grew wild, and a general miasmic air of neglect permeated the small but adequate room.
“What the hell are you doing?” Toby sounded apprehensive. His eyes darted everywhere as he looked around the garden.
“Getting us some ‘us’ time.” I manhandled him into the small room, which barely gave us room to breathe, let alone move, and shut the door behind us. His eyes widened, his breathing getting deeper. His mouth parted as if he was about to say something, and once again I took it as an invitation. I pulled him to me, desperate to taste him. He moaned into my mouth as his tongue touched mine, and I lost it. I slammed him against the wooden frame so hard the implements hung on the wall rattled. His mouth got hungrier, and he pushed me back, shoving me against the opposite wall fiercely.
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About the Author
Susan Mac Nicol is a self-confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, geek, nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long-suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…
In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.
Sue is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association in the UK. She’s also Editorial Manager at http://www.divinemagazine.biz, an online LGBTQ e-zine, and she’s a Charity Board trustee at http://wwwbeingmecampaign.com in London.
She’s passionate about research for her books and has stayed in a circus, taken lessons from a blind person on how it feels to be non-sighted, and travelled to a lighthouse with maintenance crew to see first-hand what it’s like inside. She’s also writing a screen play with a Hollywood actor named Nicholas Downs, with a view to taking her latest release, Sight Unseen, to the big screen.
All in all, she’s happy with her lot and loves that you love to read her books.
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