Blurb:
Ash Redvers, the lead singer of a family owned and operated wedding band, deals with the sudden need to replace his drummer after an unexpected accident. When Dustin Davis shows up, ready, willing, and able to play - not to mention gorgeous - Ash thinks it’s going to be the best season yet. But Ash has never had a boyfriend, and Dust isn’t willing to be a quick hook-up. As the summer heats up, they’ll have to decide whether all they can make together is music, or if there’s something more for them after the Boys of Summer are gone.
Ash Redvers, the lead singer of a family owned and operated wedding band, deals with the sudden need to replace his drummer after an unexpected accident. When Dustin Davis shows up, ready, willing, and able to play - not to mention gorgeous - Ash thinks it’s going to be the best season yet. But Ash has never had a boyfriend, and Dust isn’t willing to be a quick hook-up. As the summer heats up, they’ll have to decide whether all they can make together is music, or if there’s something more for them after the Boys of Summer are gone.
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Lead
singer Ash Redvers needs a drummer. When Dustin Davis shows up, ready, willing,
and able to play - not to mention gorgeous - Ash thinks it’s going to be the
best season yet. But Ash has never had a boyfriend, and Dust isn’t willing to
be a quick hook-up. As the summer heats up, they’ll have to decide whether all
they can make together is music, or if there’s something more for them after
the Boys of Summer are gone.
Hi! My name is Tucker McCallahan. I'm so grateful to Wicked
Fairies for hosting me and my new novel, The
Boys of Summer, today!
One of the things that's
always irked me when I read romance is how easily and quickly characters fall
in love, or rather, how quickly and easily they fall into bed. In The Boys of Summer, the relationship
between the two main characters gets off to a very rocky start. Dust and Ash
come from completely different worlds, and when they meet, they have very
different goals.
Ash has never had a
relationship of any kind, much less a boyfriend. He's perfected the art of the
one-night stand, and he's happy being a self-proclaimed slut. Dustin, on the
other hand, isn't looking for a relationship at all, and he definitely doesn't
want one with a bisexual guy. He also isn't interested in casual sex. Bringing
these two together against the backdrop of them both performing in the same
band – while living in the same house – was so much fun!
Excerpt From The Boys of Summer:
Dustin
surfaced after dinner Sunday night. After he got up, showered, shaved, and ate
his leftovers from Saturday’s dinner, Ash invited Dustin to join him and Jared
in his room to watch movies. They sprawled across the big king-sized bed, Jared
prudently between Ash and Dustin, and watched Universal’s 1941 horror flick, The
Wolf Man. When it was over, Ash put on The Mummy and very
deliberately went to the other side of the bed to flop down beside Dustin. The
sexual tension between Dust and Ash grew palpable within minutes. Jared waited
until the movie was nearly over—the statue of Isis had laid the smackdown on
the Scroll of Thoth, saving the girl—before he decided to bail. He climbed off
the bed.
“Look,
I’m going back to my room, where I’m going to drop a Xanax, put on my
headphones, and crank up Lou Reed. I’m damn sure not going to hear anything
that happens in this or any other room in this house tonight.”
Jared
shot Ash a very pointed look and walked out.
As
the door closed, Ash started chuckling. He shot Dust a smoldering look, and
Dustin’s lips twitched. It was all the encouragement Ash needed. He reached
out, dragged Dustin close, and kissed him. He held Dust’s face between his
hands like Dustin was the last stable object on the face of the earth and Ash
would fly into space if he let go. The wild, uneven vertigo in Ash’s head as
their lips met made Ash feel like he was an astronaut.
Ash
finally eased back, breathless. His dark eyes looked a little crazed. “God,
Dustin, I want you so bad,” Ash whispered.
“I
know,” Dustin said quietly.
“Are
we gonna do this?”
“What
is it you want to do?”
Ash
stared into Dustin’s warm, beautiful eyes. They weren’t lust-blown; they were
guarded. Ash had been straining toward Dustin with everything in him, but
Dustin was wary. Ash didn’t understand why.
“I—I
want to have sex, Dust. I want to know what your face looks like when you come,
and I want to be the one who makes you do it. It’d be real nice if you wanted
the same stuff, but if you’re feeling lazy and you just want to lay there—” Ash
shrugged, a self-deprecating smile on his face. “—I suppose I’ll let you. I’m
generous like that.” He tugged Dustin up against his chest again and whispered
in Dustin’s ear, “I want Dust in my bed.”
Dustin
drew in a deep breath and blew it out. “No.”
Ash
sat back, stunned. “Excuse me?”
Dust
scooted about a foot away from Ash but kept eye contact with him. “You said you
wanted Dust in your bed. Well, I have to make sure it doesn’t turn into Dust in
the wind. So… the answer is no.” Dustin took another deep breath, continuing to
look Ash in the eye. “Don’t get me wrong, Ash. I want you. Bad. Probably worse
than you even want me, since you’re about the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, and
I’m pretty sure I’ve been scoping guys out longer than you have.”
When
Ash opened his mouth to say something, Dust held up a hand. Ash’s lips snapped
shut.
One
side of Dustin’s mouth curled up in that unique, sexy half smile. “I’m not
gonna be some summer fling, some dirty little secret you keep on the down-low.
What happened just now with Jared? That wasn’t even close to the kind of
acceptance I’d need from the rest of the band for us to be boyfriends.”
At
the look of absolute horror on Ash’s face, Dustin laughed, but he wasn’t able
to keep the bitterness from it. “You must not want me half as much as you think
you do, or the idea of telling your bandmates the truth wouldn’t terrify you.”
“Wha—
Truth? I don’t—” Ash trembled from the combination of pounding lust and
crippling terror twisting him into knots.
Dustin
slowly shook his head. “Sorry, Ash. You want something with me, it has to be
out in the open in front of everybody, including the Boys of Summer.”
The
sensation was exactly like being shoved off the edge of a cliff, sans
parachute. Ash was petrified. For a brief moment, he even got angry at Dustin.
Coming out was supposed to be some deeply personal, meaningful experience, not
something a guy did to get into his drummer’s pants.
And
that was when the ground rushed up and Ash got it. He understood exactly what
Dustin was afraid of: that Ash would fuck him and run. After all, if Ash wasn’t
out and comfortable with his identity, how could he carry on anything with a
guy in his own band? Theoretically, Ash comprehended everything perfectly. Then
the reality of all his one-night stands rose up and Ash really got it.
He swore ripely under his breath.
Without
warning, Dustin reached down, put his hand on Ash’s zipper, and thoroughly
groped Ash through his clothing. “That’s what I thought.” Dustin’s face went
stony. “Just kissing me had you so hard, you were nearly busting out of your
jeans. I demand decency, and there goes your erection.”
“Dust,
no—”
“I
like you, Ash. I want to get to know you. But I won’t trash a summer for a
quick fuck.” Dustin climbed off the bed. The look he gave Ash was glacial. “I’m
worth more than that. I deserve better than a guy who just wants to jump
in and out of his king-sized closet.”
Ash
shot up off the bed, hands clenched and jaw tight. “I told you I wasn’t gay. I
fuck girls!”
“Sure.
Does smelling, feeling, and tasting girls turn you on? Or are you bi because
it’s the only safe way you can fuck guys? Which is it, Ash?”
“Both!”
Ash shouted. “Neither!” He collapsed back on his bed as Dustin surreptitiously
gathered up the empty popcorn bowl and soda cans. “Fuck.”
“I
think if you were bi, you would’ve come out by now. You haven’t. You need to take
a good long look at you.” Dustin’s words were hard, but his face had softened
and his eyes were gentle. He paused in the doorway, turned around, and stared
at Ash, who was huddled in the center of his huge bed, dark eyes bright with
what Dustin suspected were unshed tears.
“If
you want to talk—”
“I
know where to find you,” Ash mumbled. “It’s not like I can escape you. You live
in my fucking house now.”
Dustin
sighed. He didn’t want to fight, but Ash needed to grow the fuck up. Dust
turned around and walked out.
I hope you enjoyed the excerpt. The Boys of Summer is the first book in the Dust & Ash Saga and
is available now on Amazon and Smashwords. The second book is scheduled to come
out in the spring; there are six books in all.
To celebrate the first release in the saga, I'm sponsoring a
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September 30th.
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About the author:
Tucker McCallahan has been lots of places, seen lots of things, and is still learning new stuff on the regular. Multi-published, bisexual, polyamorous, and slave to a big black cat named Emperor Inka, Tucker is a long-time member of the LGBT community and a proud educator/activist.
Tucker McCallahan has been lots of places, seen lots of things, and is still learning new stuff on the regular. Multi-published, bisexual, polyamorous, and slave to a big black cat named Emperor Inka, Tucker is a long-time member of the LGBT community and a proud educator/activist.
love the cover and the excerpt
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