This week’s theme is Their Sexy Thoughts. When characters
think about each other in a sexy, exciting way.
I’m taking mine from Moonlit
Wolves: A Werewolf’s Howl, mostly because, off the top of my head, this
one that meet criteria, though that’s not true, not really, because they all
think there mates are hot as hell.
Anyway, this is what Brad sees Kyle again, after a
few years apart.
Kyle was still handsome as hell. So much so, that Brad had yet to look
away from him to see Gene and James. Tall and broad, with sharp features that
somehow was softened by the roughness of his beard. His eyes, Brad knew, were
deep blue, almost black. It was a memory that was playing over what the real
image that was just a foot too far away and the light just this side of too
dark. That too, and the man’s eyes sank into his face a little, so maybe, you
wouldn’t have been able to from this distance anyway.
Brad shook his head. Why he was thinking about such a mundane point
when he should have been remembering the fuck up he created and the loss that
happened after it.
Pete was his fault. It was entirely his fault, and was one of the real
reasons he had no problem coming back home when Mick had told him the specifics
about this case. Too much of it was like that night for Brad not to want to
help, even if his help turned him into cannon fodder more than anything else.
Brad understood. He was a rookie through and through. There was no way
he could help any, not really. Only learn, and this wasn’t on the books, so it
became obvious what he was really needed for. It didn’t surprise him when he
was asked to go to the pub for a few beers, and then told what happened on
their drive back to the base.
“Brad?” Two voices asked him, both filled with concern. One was his
boss, that deep tone of a man who had been through too much, and the other, a
childhood friend, if you could call knowing someone for two years as such.
Although these boys came into their group, and it felt, to Brad, like they had
always been there like a brotherly family, from the get go. It disturbed him, then,
more so because of what it really meant to him. What his own mind had been
coming to terms with for years prior to them showing up. Accepting that came
with more time, and a kiss that ruined everything.
Brad still couldn’t take his eyes of Kyle. It had always been like
that. Turning his chin slightly, as if he was looking elsewhere, something he’d
perfected, if he did say so himself, he replied, “Yeah?”
“You okay, mate?”
No. “‘Course.”
And onto the pimping and other random facts linked
to this hop
A Werewolf’s Howl
(Moonlit Wolves #5)
Déjá vú, but can Kyle change the way it all went down last time, so he
can keep the only man he ever loved.
Standing over another
mutilated person, Kyle knows the rogue werewolf is back. He’d seen this before,
year ago, when everything turned to shit.
Brad was in two minds about
coming back to his hometown after running away because of a kiss—that resulted
in his best mates murder. When his mentor asks for his help, Brad agreed a
little too easily.
An excuse to run into the
one man he’d been pinning over for two long now. Why he can’t get Kyle out of
his head Brad isn’t sure. However, as soon as he locks eyes with Kyle, the
fresh wash of lust tells him he may never be able to.
Can a goal to hunt down the
rogue that took their friends life—the reason they had been apart—be a
reconnecting they both so desperately need?
Note: this series doesn’t
have to be read in order, but it’s recommended.
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Fab snippet, well done!
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