~ Blurb ~
Falcon Wilde, A-lister and Academy Award winning actor, is in trouble. Big trouble. Tangling with the mafia to study for a role turns out to be a little less fun and way more “realistic” than the actor imagined. After seeing more than he should, he's locked in a cell in the basement of the Mafioso’s New Jersey mansion. There, Falcon realizes he isn't in Hollywood and there's a real possibility he might not make it out alive.
Tucker Connelly, former CIA analyst and one time world champion in Kyokushin karate, works at a mercenary for hire company disguised as a martial arts training facility. Socially awkward and deemed “rude” by nearly everyone he comes in contact with, Tucker is content to avoid people. He prefers to stay behind, running the computer room at the facility and hacking into terrorist organizations systems.
When Tucker’s boss decides it’s time for the young mercenary to dust off his rusty field skills by sending him to rescue the missing actor, Tucker is disgusted at having to do the menial task and calls on his old friend Tex to help out. Babysitting rich idiots isn’t his job. But when Tucker finally meets the stunning and seriously spoiled Falcon, he realizes maybe this mission.
~ Excerpt ~
Falcon turned his head to the side so he could breathe and closed his eyes, not wanting Tucker to see them roll up into his head from the sheer eroticism of being held down by the man. The shirtless man. The shirtless, rude, sexy as fuck, asshole. The thought of being overpowered made Falcon’s hips buck involuntarily into the side of the bed, hard cock seeking something to rub against. Tucker’s mouth was so close to his ear, Falcon caught the man’s quiet moan in response to his movement. Falcon took a chance and pushed his ass back again. This time, he was not only rewarded with a soft curse, he discovered Tucker’s cock was pressed hot and hard against the thin cotton of Falcon’s cheap cargo pants.
“Fuuuuck.” Falcon hissed, swallowing repeatedly. His lips parted so he could suck in air as his body went up in flames and his own cock turned to steel.
~ Meet Leigh Carman ~
Leigh Carman is the pen name for the M/M romances written by bestselling Contemporary romance writer, Heather C. Leigh.
She lives outside Atlanta with her husband, 2 kids, and French bulldog.
She is leaving explicit directions in her will for her friends to discreetly scatter her ashes around Fenway Park. Then they are to sit back, watch a game with a beer and a Fenway frank and have a wicked good time.
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