HARD TO LET GO
JACLYN QUINN
M/M ROMANCE
RELEASE DATE: 02.19.18
COVER PHOTO: Stock Photo
BLURB
Owen Richards lives a quiet life in his small hometown of
Haven’s Cove. He has a rewarding life consisting of three very supportive—not
to mention feisty—women, and a successful bakery that he owns and absolutely
loves. Yet, Owen can't seem to shake this emptiness inside or the intense
feeling that something is missing. A sudden encounter with a man from his past,
one he despises, turns his entire world upside down. When Owen finds himself
attracted to that sexy man, he questions everything, including his sanity.
After all, only an incredibly disturbed person would find that he can’t stop
thinking about his high school bully.
Brody Walker never expected to return to Haven’s Cove. He’s
made a life for himself in Boston where he can truly be the person he was
always meant to be. But an unexpected call has Brody facing all the demons he’d
left behind so long ago. Now, he’s faced with not only a difficult goodbye, but
one long overdue apology to a man who is no longer that lanky kid from high
school. The challenge is to convince the guy he’s changed—and also prove he’s
worth taking a chance on.
When passions ignite, truths are exposed, changing beliefs
these men have held on to for years. Faced with the knowledge that things
aren’t always what they seem, will they choose to hold on to the incredible
thing they’ve found…or is it easier to give in to the fear and let go?
EXCERPT
“Do you always put chocolate
chips in your blueberry muffins?”
He looked down at the bowl then
up at Leslie. He’d been fucking up all morning and it pissed him off to know it
was because of that asshole. “Shit. Guess today’s special has been decided,
chocolate chip blueberry muffins.”
“Sounds yummy if you ask me,
but then, I pretty much like chocolate in everything.” Leslie laughed and
tossed some chocolate chips in her mouth.
Owen shook his head and said,
“Yeah, I know you do. If you eat one more chocolate croissant, I’m docking your
pay.” He bumped her with his hip to move her out of the way as he reached for
the muffin pan.
“Like hell you will. It’s
called quality control. How else are you gonna know if this stuff is good
enough to sell? You’re welcome,” she deadpanned, shrugging her shoulders.
“Besides, if you being distracted gets us more chocolate in your baked goods, I
don’t see a problem.” Leslie winked at him and tucked a red curl that had
fallen out of her hair tie back with the rest of them on top of her head. They
each had pale skin, but with Owen’s dark chocolate brown hair and her red
curls, they didn’t even look related.
“Who says I’m distracted?” he
asked defensively. He was totally fucking distracted. Man, he really needed to
get his mind off of the shit-storm that barreled into town this morning. Luckily,
all of the mistakes he’d made were ones he could salvage…so far.
Owen’s mind had been going back
to the close call that morning over and over again. He knew he was being
immature blaming Brody for anything that happened. Owen’s the one who almost
caused the accident by running the stop sign. He was just so damned pissed at
himself, because before he recognized Brody, he’d let his eyes wander over his
well-developed body. The perfect fit of his jeans, the plaid shirt that clung
to a broad chest, the goatee that made him look rugged and mysterious, and the
brown hair just long enough to tuck behind his ears. That was not even close to
the clean cut, all-star athlete that used to make Owen’s life a living hell.
Without his high school jacket
or him hiding behind the ring leader, Chuck, no one would know it was Brody
Walker. Except it was him. He was one of Chuck’s lackeys, always there,
taunting Owen and egging Chuck on. The fact that Owen had let his eyes wander
over his perfectly sculpted—no…shit, Owen—over
that piece of shit—yeah that’s better—disgusted
him. Proof positive he just needed to get laid.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I have been an artist from a very young age. From drawing
cartoon characters and evolving into portraits, making jewelry, photography, and
now writing. I have an amazing support system in my family and friends and
couldn’t be more grateful.
I
live in central New Jersey, love summers at the Jersey Shore, rock music, wine,
sexy men, and laughing a lot with my amazing friends and family. Sunday dinners
at my parents’ house are crazy, hysterical and you can count on a movie
quote…or ten…being thrown out. Insults between siblings is how we show our love
for each other!
When I’m not creating, you can find me reading books from my
favorite authors. I’m a hopeless romantic, starving for passionate characters
and always craving that happy ending, whether in reading or in writing my own
books.
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