Invitation to the Blues (Small Change
#2)
Publisher: Monster
Press
Release Date (Print
& Ebook): March 28th, 2018
Length (Print &
Ebook): About 81,000 words
Subgenre: Contemporary
romance
Content warning: depression,
suicide, thoughts of worthlessness, food issues
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Book blurb:
Eight months ago Jude Lucen fled his partner, his career,
and a hospital in Boston after a suicide attempt. Now back in Philadelphia, he
feels like a complete failure. Piano has always been his passion and his only
escape. Without it, he has nothing. Well, nothing except a pathetic crush on
the most gorgeous man he’s ever seen.
Faron Locklear came to Philly looking for a fresh start and has thrown himself into tattooing at Small Change. He’s only met Jude a few times, but something about the red-haired man with the haunted eyes calls to him. Faron is blown away by Jude’s talent. What he isn’t expecting is the electricity he feels the first time they kiss—and the way Jude’s needs in bed speak directly to his own deepest desires.
Jude and Faron fall fast and hard, but Jude has spent a lifetime learning that he can’t be what the people he loves need. So when the opportunity arises to renew his career in Boston, he thinks he has to choose: music, or Faron? Only by taking a huge risk—and finally believing he’s worthy of love just as he is—can he have the chance for both.
The Small Change series is set in the Middle of Somewhere universe and features crossover characters from that series. Each book can be read on its own.
Content warning: This book contains explicit discussion of depression, anxiety, attempted suicide, and feelings of worthlessness.
Faron Locklear came to Philly looking for a fresh start and has thrown himself into tattooing at Small Change. He’s only met Jude a few times, but something about the red-haired man with the haunted eyes calls to him. Faron is blown away by Jude’s talent. What he isn’t expecting is the electricity he feels the first time they kiss—and the way Jude’s needs in bed speak directly to his own deepest desires.
Jude and Faron fall fast and hard, but Jude has spent a lifetime learning that he can’t be what the people he loves need. So when the opportunity arises to renew his career in Boston, he thinks he has to choose: music, or Faron? Only by taking a huge risk—and finally believing he’s worthy of love just as he is—can he have the chance for both.
The Small Change series is set in the Middle of Somewhere universe and features crossover characters from that series. Each book can be read on its own.
Content warning: This book contains explicit discussion of depression, anxiety, attempted suicide, and feelings of worthlessness.
Excerpt :
Faron pulled me to my feet
easily but didn’t let go of my hand. He drew me to him slowly—so slowly that I
had time to pull away a dozen times.
My heart pounded as my chest
drew flush with his and he wrapped his arms around me. It felt like sighing
with my entire body. I hugged him back, pressing my palms against the
musculature of his back. We stood there, entwined, just breathing, and I wanted
to stay like that forever.
Tears pricked my eyes. It
had been so damned long since anyone had held me, just held me, with nothing
else at stake.
When Faron eased off like he
might let go, I squeezed him back to me. Often, my sensitive sense of smell
made me recoil from human scents. But he smelled good. Something fresh like
grass and something warm like amber, and beneath it something dark and musky.
The second I pulled him tight, his hand went to my hair. He tugged the elastic
out and ran his fingers through it. I only heard his breath catch faintly
because my ear was pressed close to his chest.
“Is this okay?” he murmured,
one hand on my back and the other combing through my hair.
“Feels good.”
I kept my eyes closed as he
worked the tangles out of my messy hair. I let it wash over me that, no matter
how affectionate Faron was, this was probably more than a hug of friendship. I
told myself that over and over, since I was capable of finding any of a hundred
reasons to excuse the intimacy of his fingers in my hair and his arms around
me. My stomach fluttered and I made myself breathe deeply in rhythm with the
rise and fall of Faron’s chest.
There was a whistling noise,
and then the scream of the teakettle, and Faron broke away, moving quickly to
the stove as Waffle started snarling and my heart pounded.
Well. So much for the most
peaceful I’d felt in years.
Faron turned the stove off
but didn’t make the tea. He came back to me and looked at me intently. His eyes
were intense. Searching.
I held my hand out, not even
sure what I was reaching for, and he tangled his fingers with mine.
“Can I kiss you?” His voice
was so soft I thought I’d imagined it for a moment. But when I nodded, he
squeezed my hand and cupped my cheek with his other palm. Then he leaned in and
kissed me. His mouth was luscious and my heart was racing at the first touch.
The closeness of him, the press of his lips, was so intimate that I felt dizzy.
He stroked my cheekbone with his thumb and eased back, thick lashes half
lowered over his beautiful gray-brown eyes.
About Roan Parrish:
Roan
Parrish lives in Philadelphia, where she is gradually attempting to write love
stories in every genre.
When not writing, she can usually be found cutting her
friends’ hair, meandering through whatever city she’s in while listening to
torch songs and melodic death metal, or cooking overly elaborate meals. She
loves bonfires, winter beaches, minor chord harmonies, and self-tattooing. One
time she may or may not have baked a six-layer chocolate cake and then thrown
it out the window in a fit of pique.
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