Title: Only You
Author: Kay Doherty
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: December 18, 2017
Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 51800
Genre: Contemporary, LGBT, PTSD, law enforcement, age gap, grief, men over 40, coming out
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Synopsis
Case Holden hates his life. Made rich at
a young age, he slipped into a lifestyle of partying with multiple boyfriends
who only wanted to be with him for what he could give them. After confiding to
his aunt that he’s miserable, she extends an invitation for a visit. Case plans
to spend the time in small town Clover City to reprioritize and plant his feet
on the road to happiness. He does not expect the Clover City sheriff to step
into his world and wreak havoc on his emotions.
Two years ago, after the death of his
partner, Rawley Kane moved to Clover City, trading the painful memories and big
city madness for a less stressful existence. Even as sheriff, his life is
uncomplicated and quiet. That is until Case Holden rolls into town and reminds
Rawley just how lonely he is, and of everything he’s been missing.
Case is everything Rawley shouldn’t
want. The man has six boyfriends and a life back in Denver, not to mention he’s
quite a bit younger than Rawley. No matter what he tells himself, he can’t get
enough of the young man. And Case has made it clear Rawley is the only one he
wants. Now if they could just get past Rawley’s guilt and Case’s insistent
boyfriends, they just might stand a chance.
Excerpt
Only You
Kay Doherty © 2017
All Rights Reserved
Chapter One
Smoke billowed from beneath the hood of
Case Holden’s Mustang as he slowed, easing to the side of the road, where the
engine gave a final rattle before dying. Case did his best to maneuver the car
completely off the pavement to avoid getting hit by other vehicles. Rain was
coming down in sheets, and he cursed when he felt one of his tires come to a
sudden halt in the mud along the shoulder of the road. He was on a remote
country byway and hadn’t passed another car in quite a while, but he still
didn’t want to risk anyone knocking into his baby with the limited visibility
caused by the downpour. This Mustang was his pride and joy. He had spared no
expense when he bought the car, adding every luxury available. Though he was
careful to keep it in pristine working order, this trip had pushed the vehicle
to its limit.
Case didn’t know a damn thing about
cars. He had entrusted the Mustang’s mechanical issues to one of his many
boyfriends—a boyfriend who was just one of many reasons he was making this
drive. Case had become a partying drunken slut in the past several years,
hemorrhaging money. Now, because of choices made and paths taken, he was
stranded in the middle of nowhere in the pouring rain. He lifted his cell phone
out of the middle console and let out another string of expletives. There was
no service and the battery was about two seconds from dying.
When he finally managed to arrive at his
aunt’s house, he was going to have a discussion with her about her choice of
address. The last time he visited his Aunt Sylvia, he had fallen in love with
her cozy house and the massive amount of land he’d been allowed to explore for
hours on end. He didn’t remember the drive being so long and desolate, though.
Sylvia and her late husband, Ed, had bought the acreage with the hopes of
starting a ranch, but that idea had died a quick death shortly after they had
moved into the two-bedroom cabin. The house was situated at the edge of a
forested area, with an awesome lake for fishing within walking distance, but
the cabin itself had been in need of serious attention.
Two years and hundreds of thousands of
dollars later, Sylvia and Ed had basically rebuilt the place. When Case last
visited at age fifteen, it had been state of the art with all the modern
amenities and taken every dollar his aunt and uncle had put away for the ranch.
It had been ten years since Case was out this way. He’d slept in the back seat
for the majority of the drive during that family trip, which he now knew he
preferred after being alert, painfully aware of every boring mile traveled. It
was mind-numbing. Case allowed the engine to cool for several long minutes
before he turned the key in the ignition. The engine made an awful grinding
noise but never caught. He gave a few more futile attempts before slamming his
palms against the wheel in frustration.
“Damn, damn, damn. What the hell am I
supposed to do now?” he yelled to the empty seats. He was out in bumfuck
nowhere, alone, with a dead phone and a dead car. He was a city boy surrounded
by the most up-to-date electronics, none of which were any use to him. He
twisted in his seat and looked down the road behind him and then slowly turned
to look out all the windows to assess his options and found zero. There were no
houses, no traffic—nothing but rain and flat terrain as far as the eye could
see. Admittedly, that wasn’t all that far at the moment. He stuffed his phone
into his bag, jerking his jacket on with angry motions. The chances of another
car coming upon him and actually stopping were slim to none. Walking seemed to
be his only option since he couldn’t call anyone for help.
Case grabbed the strap of his bag and
dragged it across the seat as he got out of the car. Once he was free from its
confines, he slung the strap over his shoulder and locked the doors. Rain
instantly soaked through his jacket, droplets sliding down his neck onto his
chest and back, making him shiver. He stuffed his hands into his pockets,
ducked his head against the occasional gust of wind, and started walking,
hoping like hell there was a house or gas station or something with a phone in
the near distance. After almost losing a shoe to the sucking mud that lined
each side of the two-lane highway, Case decided to risk walking on the
pavement. Since there hadn’t been a car in recent memory, he figured he was
safe.
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Meet the Author
Kay lives in Colorado with her husband and their animal children. Family is important to her so there are weekly visits to her parents and frequent text messages with her brothers. She has a severe addiction to coffee and Mexican food. She loves to read and write and can easily become consumed by it for hours, much to the dismay of the husband and dogs. On occasion, she can be convinced to venture out into world of the living.Twitter | eMail | Pinterest
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