Author: Christina Lee
Title: The Deepest Blue
Series: Roadmap to Your Heart #2
(can be read as a standalone)
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: 12-4-15
Genre: Male/Male
Heat Level: 4
Pairing: Male/Male
Book Blurb
Lee exchanges
skyline for swampland in the next book of her male/male romance series, Roadmap
to Your Heart.
Rugged and conventional Callum Montgomery enjoys running Shady Pines
hunting preserve, except for the secret that’s eating him alive. When his
sister brings a date for a family wedding, he can’t stand the arrogant city
slicker with the stick up his perfectly fine ass. He doesn’t understand his
draw to Dean, who pushes his buttons at every turn, but he’d never dream of
betraying his sibling over some lust fueled fantasy.
Handsome and conscientious Dean Abbott is a research assistant in his university’s biology lab. When his roommate, Cassie, begs him to be her pretend date in front of her meddling family, he begrudgingly agrees to help. He doesn’t anticipate being enchanted by the countryside, the colorful cast of characters, or her sexy and brooding straight brother.
When contempt turns to passion and leads to stolen moments in a sugar cane field, Callum can’t help longing for the kind of connection he believes he can never have. But not even the world’s most heart-melting kiss can bridge the vast philosophical differences between the men.
Dean’s return to his urban lifestyle leaves him restless, his mind continually wandering to the charming setting that spoke to something missing deep inside him. Because you can take the city boy out of the country but you can’t make him forget the intriguing man he left behind.
Handsome and conscientious Dean Abbott is a research assistant in his university’s biology lab. When his roommate, Cassie, begs him to be her pretend date in front of her meddling family, he begrudgingly agrees to help. He doesn’t anticipate being enchanted by the countryside, the colorful cast of characters, or her sexy and brooding straight brother.
When contempt turns to passion and leads to stolen moments in a sugar cane field, Callum can’t help longing for the kind of connection he believes he can never have. But not even the world’s most heart-melting kiss can bridge the vast philosophical differences between the men.
Dean’s return to his urban lifestyle leaves him restless, his mind continually wandering to the charming setting that spoke to something missing deep inside him. Because you can take the city boy out of the country but you can’t make him forget the intriguing man he left behind.
Excerpt
“Isn’t there some law about killing
snakes in this state?” I heard our company say. Even out of the corner of my
eye I could see that the guy was one of them pretty city boys. He was walking
beside my sister, Cassie, who was busy filling him in on rattler containment on
personal property. He must’ve been the guest she’d mentioned bringing.
Did he need to be that handsome? Too bad
he had to go and open his mouth.
“We can always walk away,” I said. I didn’t
dare take my eye off the rattlesnake for a second time. “But that leaves you
out here with no protection.”
I heard him gulp at the same time Grammy
snickered. “Sounds like our Cassie might’ve brought home some tree hugger.”
Grammy gripped the heavy rock in her
fingers, ready to bash the rattler’s skull at a moment’s notice.
“They say when a rattler strikes, your
blood turns to fire. Like the venom is boiling away in your veins,” I said and
I could hear whatshisname’s breathing change. “You’ve got about a ninety-minute
window of time before the poison spreads.”
“And then what happens?” he asked, and I
could just imagine his pulse throbbing in his neck. I heard his one foot scrape
across the other as if rubbing some imaginary dirt from his spotless shoes.
Either that or it was some nervous tick.
I
shrugged. “Then you’re dead.”
“Callum. Knock it off,” Cassie said and I
could hear the tightness in her voice. It pained me that we hadn’t been in
touch for a long while and I certainly didn’t want to piss her off even
further.
The snake retreated toward its hiding spot
and disappeared without a second glance at the mouse. Damn.
Now I looked our new guest square in the
face while my irritation bubbled over. Grammy had banked on making a fresh
batch today. Lately I left the hunting to my brother, Braden, but he had a full
plate, so I agreed to be a stand-in. “You Cassie’s date for the wedding?”
“That’s right. I, uh, attend the same
college,” he said and I couldn’t help my gaze from snagging on the deepest set
of blue eyes. Not quite as dark as that tangle of hair that swept in a high arc
away from his forehead. Wearing a pair of fancy designer jeans that showed off
his trim form, he was smaller than me, but most guys were. And now I felt
shitty for checking out my sister’s guest. “The name’s Dean Abbott.”
Author Bio
Once upon a time, I lived in New
York City and was a wardrobe stylist. I spent my days
shopping for photo shoots, getting into cabs, eating amazing food, and drinking
coffee at my favorite hangouts.
Now I live in the Midwest
with my husband and son—my two favorite guys. I've been a clinical social
worker and a special education teacher. But it wasn't until I wrote a weekly
column for the local newspaper that I realized I could turn the fairytales
inside my head into the reality of writing fiction.
I'm addicted to lip gloss and
salted caramel everything. I believes in true love and kissing, so writing
romance novels has become a dream job.
I write Adult, New Adult, and M/M
romance. I also own a hand-stamped jewelry
business, which requires me to stamp letters and/or words onto pieces of
silver. They go hand-in-hand perfectly.
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