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First, let me say thanks to Boys in Our Books for hosting the Wicked Men blog tour. The creation of this lengthy novel was quite an adventure. Throughout the course of writing each episode, readers were offered the opportunity to give their input and suggestions on how they thought the story should move along. And I threw in a few twists and surprises along the way, just to keep them on their toes. The Wicked Men blitz features seven unique excerpts, so don’t miss any. And don’t forget to enter the giveaway!
Sid Rivers and Jack Brown are two sides of the same coin. One is a lawyer with his own firm and dreams of money and power; the other is a criminal with a lengthy record and a quest for vengeance. When they meet, sparks fly. But was their meeting an accident? Or was it planned by the billionaires who want to control their destiny?
The Love of Wicked Men is an erotic journey into the underbelly of the legal profession, the corporate culture of profit-at-any-cost, and the secret world of industrial espionage.
Sid looked up from his laptop in surprise when a timid knock came on the door to his room. He glanced at the time on the screen and realized that he’d been going through the files for almost nine straight hours. “Hang on a sec,” he called out. He downloaded the rest of his notes onto an encrypted zip drive and slipped it into his pocket as he stood. Tomorrow before he left, he would disassemble the laptop, wipe the hard drive with a special program, hit it with a magnetic sweep, and then toss it into the Gulf before he went home.
He opened the door. Jason stood with a tray in his hand. He was nervous and chewing on the corner of his lip. “Um, mom said you never came down for dinner, so I brought you up a tray.”
“Thanks, I’m starving.” Sid smiled and stepped aside.
Jason put the tray on the small table near the window and then held his finger up as Sid went to close the door. Reaching around the doorway, he grabbed a bucket with half a dozen beers set in ice. Imports, not the cheap stuff. “I wasn’t sure what you liked,” he explained.
“These are perfect.” Sid pulled Jason to him by gently tugging on his shirt. He planted a soft kiss on his lips. “Perfect,” he whispered again, squeezing his ass.
Jason’s lashes fluttered and he turned to the table, lifting plates off the tray as he set everything up.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” Sid asked when he noticed only one place setting.
“I ate already.” He pulled the cover from the plate and revealed a half roasted and stuffed chicken with potatoes and vegetables. These weren’t leftovers; this meal was just cooked in a kitchen Sid knew had closed almost three hours ago.
He tilted his head and looked at Jason with a wry smile. “You made this?”
Jason flushed and looked down at his feet. “The chef helped. I just heated it up before I came up. It was nothing really.”
Sid touched the bottom of Jason’s jaw and lifted his chin, kissing him gently. “Thank you.”
Jason blushed again, fluttered his lashes and gave a slight nod. He sat across from Sid and watched him while he ate.
“At least have a beer,” Sid admonished as he ate. The chicken was delicious. Stuffed with goat cheese and sundried tomatoes, it melted in his mouth. “This is great,” he said between bites, making Jason beam. “So tell me about yourself.”
Jason was suddenly self-conscious, his eyes floated all around the room. “Nothing to tell. It’s just me and my mom in this place. I’m trying to make enough to go to college.” He shrugged, his biography apparently complete in his mind.
“Does she know about you?”
Jason’s eyes flew to Sid’s face, a real fear in them. He shook his head.
Sid sopped up some of the sauce that covered the chicken with a still-warm roll and sat back as he chewed on it, studying Jason in his hero-worship. “What would she do if she knew you were here?”
“She doesn’t. I told her I’d be staying at a friend’s house after I dropped off your dinner.”
Sid cocked his head to the side. He hadn’t ordered a late dinner, and besides, the B&B didn’t offer late-night. It was a small operation and had specific hours, even with the tiny restaurant they ran downstairs.
Jason’s mother had seemed like a relatively sharp woman when Sid checked in, not one to be so easily misled by her own flesh and blood. Sid was positive she hadn’t missed the signs of who her son really was. And his sudden nervous excitement over a one-time guest wouldn’t have been missed either.
“So why me?” Sid asked.
Again Jason flushed. It seemed to be a thing with him. He looked away and shrugged, unable to meet Sid’s eye.
“There must be a reason.”
It was barely a whisper. Sid leaned forward. “What?”
Jason’s eyes flashed to him and zipped away again as he began wringing his hands.
“Are you a virgin?” Sid asked. He didn’t have to ask. He already knew the answer. He just wanted to see how the boy would react.
Jason shifted restlessly in his seat and then nodded with a quick shake of his head, dropping his eyes to the floor.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. We all have a first.”
Jason wiped his palms on his pants. He glanced up and quickly looked down again. “Maybe I should go.” He thought Sid was mocking him.
Sid chuckled and Jason was out of his chair and heading for the door. Sid snatched at his wrist and halted him. “Where are you going?”
He shrugged without turning around.
Sid loosened his grip and pulled the boy back until he fell into his lap. “I’m flattered.”
Jason sat stiffly, wound up tight until Sid nuzzled his neck.
“Stay,” Sid whispered into his ear.
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About the Author
Great stories should not depend on gender or sexual preference of a character, but instead upon the strength of the characters and the honesty and urgency of the story.
Brandon Shire proves he understands the complexity of writing LGBT fiction from two very different viewpoints – serious and smexy. His serious fiction is written for those who enjoy a book, which explores life’s darker elements in a more literary form, while the smexy fiction is for those who enjoy a graphically erotic romance.
Regardless of the differentiation above, Brandon writes for people who enjoy being challenged, and for those who strive to understand situations they don’t typically encounter. He pens raw, emotional stories about characters, which readers will either love or love to hate.
Life and love are pretty damned special, but neither is always perfect. Life can be painful, and real love hard to find. Brandon’s fiction is an exploration of the (sometimes) arduous search for the happiness we all desire.
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