The Eagle and the Fox (A Snowy Range Mystery) #Excerpt

Marcus Colton spent his life living ordinary, flying under the radar, finding satisfaction and happiness on his own terms. But then it was over. Grief does more than truncate a good man’s future, it suspends him in amber inside his mind.

Marcus Colton spent the last three years existing. Until Josiah Foxglove stood on the porch, waiting to ask him a question…

EXCERPT:

Josh took his hand and led him to the bathroom, pushing aside the privacy curtain and gathering Marcus’ body to nest against his side. They stood together, the mirror that had earlier reflected two men on the cusp of taking that first step, now revealed a new truth and a different reality. They were still two men, Josh—tall, rugged, damaged and beautiful—and himself, not so tall, definitely not rugged, and trapped in a memory—but somehow they’d become more in just the space of a few hours.

Breaking the spell, Marcus reached for his toothbrush, feeling slightly foolish for his fanciful thoughts. A mind-bending blow job, coupled with a playful dance on his prostate, did not a future make. But it was a damn good start.

When they’d finished cleaning up, Josh once more took his hand, but this time he headed toward the couch. Marcus asked, “You want something to drink?”

“No, I’m good.”

“How about something to eat? You hungry?”

Josh loomed over him, murmuring, “Not for food.”

Heat flooded Marcus’ groin, his cock filling at Mach speed. Throat tight, he asked, “What can I offer you then?”

“Just you.”

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Launching June 9th, The Eagle and the Fox.

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About Nya Rawlyns

Nya Rawlyns doesn’t write typical romance. She writes emotion as a contact sport, rough and often raw. It need not be pleasant, heart-warming or forever after. What she seeks is what lies beneath—a dance of extremes, the intersect of need and desire, and the compromises we make when pain and pleasure become indistinguishable. ***** She has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay, earned more than 1000 miles in competitive trail and endurance racing, taught Political Science to unwilling freshmen, and found an avocation in materials science. ***** When she isn’t tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or three pervert parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.
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