First
Impressions- by Jay Hogan
Blurb:
Michael:
Then I was given
the opportunity for a fresh start. Two years in Auckland, NZ, ‘The City of
Sails’. Away from the LA gossip, a chance to breathe, to get my life back
together.
I grabbed it and
packed my new set of golden rules with me.
I don’t do
relationships.
I don’t do
commitment.
I don’t do white
picket fences.
And I especially don’t
do arrogant, holier-than-thou, smoking hot K9 officers who walk into my ER and
rock my world.
Josh:
The only thing I
know for certain about Dr. Michael Oliver is the guy is an arrogant, untrustworthy
player, and I’d barely survived the last one of those in my life. Once was more than enough.
The man might be
gorgeous but my eleven-year-old daughter takes number one priority and I won’t
risk her being hurt, again. I’m a solo dad, a K9 cop and a son to pain in the
ass, bigoted parents.
I don’t have time
for games.
I don’t have time
for taking chances.
I don’t have time
for more complications in my life.
And I sure as hell
don’t have time for the infuriating Dr. Michael Oliver, however damn sexy he
is.
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Excerpt
Josh was forced to
take the only seat left, directly opposite Oliver. Of course, it was. His gaze slid over the man, an irritating
reminder of just how fit the doctor was. In a pair of tight washed jeans and a
black, button-down shirt he was hard to take your eyes off.
Josh watched as Mark
made it his mission to educate the doctor on the finer points of rugby. The two
were huddled over beer coasters and scraps of paper, laughing and heads bumping.
He found the whole thing increasingly irritating for reasons he wasn’t prepared
to analyze. God, he really did need to get laid.
On one occasion,
when he lifted his beer and glanced across, he found Michael’s gaze locked on
his mouth and there was heat in his eyes, lots and lots of heat. Caught
staring, the doctor never even flinched, just raised his water in salute and Josh’s
cock had twitched to life. For crap’s
sake. It didn’t seem to matter how much he tried to ignore the man, Oliver
simply turned him on like a fucking switch. The guy was a menace to Josh’s
self-control.
So, he swallowed
hard and got to his feet to head home. It was either that or drag the good
doctor out back and nail his ass against the wall. But of course, it was never
going to be that easy. Barely out of his chair and his best friend suddenly
decided he needed to visit his sister and could Josh drop Michael back at his
apartment, seeing as it was on his way. All said with a shit-eating grin, the
fucker.
So, here they
were, again. Oliver cracked the passenger door and got in smelling of musky
body wash and some kind of citrus cologne that made Josh’s mouth water. His
jeans rode tight on his thighs, stretching sinfully as he settled into the
leather and ran his fingers through his damp hair.
“So, here we are
again, officer.”
Michael reached
between them to fasten his seatbelt, brushing hands with Josh who was busy doing
the same. The contact sent every one of Josh’s nerve endings on high alert and
it was all he could do not to shut the man’s irritating mouth with his own. He
sighed and started the car, pulling out into traffic. This stupidity had to
stop.
“Look…”
Oliver turned to
face him with a curious look.
Josh continued.
“You’re a good ball player and I get they want you on the team. So, seeing as we’re
gonna be spending time together, as teammates, can we just cut out this crap
between us and start again?”
Oliver went quiet
then turned away to stare out the front windscreen. “Okay, done.”
Josh rolled his
eyes. “Just like that?”
Michael snorted
but kept his eyes front. “This may come as a shock to you, Rawlins, but you’re
not as irresistible as you seem to think.”
Well, okay then. Josh kept his eyes on the road and
they rode in silence for the remainder of the journey. He pulled in at the same
spot he had two nights before. “So, um, if you need a lift next weekend, you
can call. My number is on the team list.”
Michael regarded
him flatly. “I’m sure I’ll have my car back by then but thanks. See you
around.”
“Sure.” Josh
watched the doctor disappear up his drive. You got what you wanted, he told
himself. So that’s good, right?
About The Author:
Jay Hogan
Jay is a New Zealand author writing in the LGBTQIA genre in
MM Romance and Fantasy.
She has travelled extensively and lived in many places
including the US, Canada, France, Australia and South Korea, and loves to add
experiences from these adventures into her writing.
She is a cat aficionado especially of Maine Coons, and an
avid dog lover (but don’t tell the cat). She loves to cook- pretty damn good,
loves to sing - pretty damn average, and as for parenting a gorgeous daughter-well
that depends on the day.
She has lovely complex boys telling sweet sexy stories in
her head that demand attention and a considerable number of words to go with
them. Their journeys are never straightforward and can even surprise Jay, but
the end is always satisfying.
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