Love Unmasked
Handsome Tom Wells sets lonely Scott Palmer’s heart racing
as he watches Tom come and go from his apartment across the street. Scott longs
to meet Tom, and when he scores a new job delivering goods for a local
distributor, fate hands him the opportunity.
Tom works in a nightclub—the Candy Apple, and in the sultry
environs, a masked stranger seduces Tom. The seeds of passion are sown, but
just who has ignited Tom’s passion?
Scott’s longing to know Tom leads him to join the elite
nightclub. On his first visit, the club holds a masquerade event.
Who is kissing who? Who’s under the black velvet mask?
An erotic MM erotic romance, with a twist and an HEA.
Hi Tom, welcome to the blog
Hi, thank
you for inviting me to talk with you and your readers today.
Tell us a little bit about yourself
Well I’m the
bar manager in the Candy Apple. I also serve there. That’s fun, actually.
What’s the club like ... who goes
there?
The club
caters for a wide cross section of society and every so often, Charlie, the
owner and my boss, holds special events. The story features an event.
How would you describe yourself?
You mean
looks? Well—tall, dark hair, blue eyes. I like to work out. If you mean
personality, I’m a happy person in general, tolerant, accepting...
What do you like in a man as a
boyfriend? (He smiles.)
Huh, now
I’ve met Scott I won’t be looking for anyone else, but he’s exactly what I do like.
He’s around the same height as me, muscled, dark hair, a little longer than
mine, gray eyes that are so sexy, and in fact, he’s completely sexy.
Since you’ve fallen into describing
Scott, tell us about him
He’s great.
He’s loving and caring. He’s clever and works hard. He loves music like me, and
working out. He’s special. Scott will always work things out and talk about
stuff. I love him.
What’s hot about the story?
Hell, just
about every love scene and then there’s the twist. It’s our story, Scott’s and
mine ... our journey to love, but even I didn’t see it coming. I guess deep
down I wanted love and I didn’t know how much until a few things happened.
Okay let’s have some quick questions
Lights on or off? (Tom starts
laughing.)
Either and
both.
Jeans or a suit?
Of course
that depends on where I’m going. I wear both, doesn’t everyone, but if you’re
asking what’s my favorite, it’s jeans.
Vanilla or chocolate?
Can I say
strawberry?
Boxers or briefs? (He grins)
I own both
styles. Commando’s a favorite in summer.
Favorite color
Really? Er
... blue
Favorite music
Not even a
chance of answering that because I love so many styles of music, wait not jazz.
My dad used to listen to jazz, old stuff. I couldn’t like it.
Sum up being gay in a sentence. (He
looks surprised)
Never been
asked to do that before. Okay, here goes. I was born like it and I’m cool with
it. Does that sound familiar?
He’s laughing now and I know he’s
quoted the book, but then again it’s Scott’s and his love story so they’re
probably his words in the first place...
Thank you for being here today, Tom.
Thank you
for talking with me. It’s been a lot of fun. I was nervous about what you’d
ask, but yeah, it’s been good.
Read a teaser, 18+, from Love
Unmasked, At the Candy Apple
The club
opened and filled to bursting within half an hour. Tom served and danced along
behind the bar to the music. He chatted with customers and other servers. The
bass thumped, people swayed and spun on the dance floor. Lights glinted on the
sequined and glitter sprinkled masks. A man beckoned to him from the end of the
bar and Tom went to get the order. The guy wore a half mask. The black velvet
covered his cheekbones and his dark hair curled over the forehead giving him a
rakish look.
“Vodka and
you.” The man leaned forward to speak so that Tom could hear above the music.
A spike of
excitement mingled with surprise. This was a new pick up line and from a guy
too. Tom took in the width of the man’s shoulders and his muscled chest beneath
the white dress shirt. A black tie hung unfastened around the unbuttoned collar
of the shirt and the man held his jacket in one hand.
“Ice?” Tom
asked and flashed his eyes at the customer. That look was one he used on guys
at the gay bar he went to sporadically.
“Mmm—if I
can take it from your lips.”
Heat
traveled up from Tom’s balls to his stomach. His cock stirred and lifted. This
was a definite proposition and against all his usual rules, desire to risk
saying yes filled him.
“Coming up.”
He turned to get the drink. His heartbeat quickened as he picked up an ice cube
and fit it between his lips. It wasn’t straight from the freezer so it didn’t
stick, but the cold sent a shiver over him as he brought the vodka to the
customer.
He leaned
over the bar counter. Tom expected the guy to take the ice with his fingertips
and that would have been sexy enough, but he met Tom halfway across the bar in
an open-mouthed kiss to suck the ice cube from Tom’s lips.
A sweep of
heated desire flew through Tom’s body and his cock hardened. His eyes closed instinctively
and a low sound escaped him as his nose touched the man’s cheek just below the
velvet mask. A light woody-citrus scent from the man’s after shave filled his
head, and the man’s lips touched his sexily. Their masks rubbed together. A
shiver went down Tom’s back. His ass clenched. He wanted this guy’s cock in his
hands. If the guy asks to meet me, I’ll
break my rules and agree. He drew away.
The guy
gazed into Tom’s eyes as he crunched the ice.
Mesmerized
by the scorching look, Tom waited, unable to tear himself away.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016,
Encompass Ink an imprint of CHBB publishing house
