It`s time for Tuesday Tales.
Today we have an excerpt from Blade, Boston Rebels #5, written with RJ Scott.
Please do bear in mind that these snippets are unedited so please be kind if you find any mistakes.
This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
“Sorry. I drifted. Long day in the pool then with the physical therapist.” I rubbed at my face, my fingers finding thick red stubble. I’d not shaved for a few days. Ever since Cooper had offhandedly mentioned he would like to someday kiss a man with a beard to see if it tickled. Give me a week or two and I’d have enough whiskers to show him how ticklish it could be. We kissed a lot. Never anything too wild but yeah, his lips were soft as pillows and usually tasted of something sweet he’d just—
“… think they’d bring him.”
I blinked back to the man talking to me. “Sorry, did it again.”
“It’s cool. You’re working hard.” Xander patted my shoulder softly, as if he were scared to give it a good knock as he would have before. I sighed internally. “I was talking about Lomac being here. I know that must sting.”
Oh. Right. Logan Mackie. Standing over there by my sliding glass door, drinking my beer, eating my food, joking with my friends, and playing my position. Also, why did he have to be so damned good-looking? Could he not have a few scars? He was a hockey player for fucks sake.
“Nah, it’s fine. I’m good with it. All part of the business, yeah? Good on him. Happy for him. Yep. Good on him.” I watched both men glance at each other than smile in unison at me. “I mean, yeah, of course it’s not easy but I’m fine. Good. Happy. Feeling great!”
“Good, good, glad you’re dealing with everything so well,” Marquis said before wiping his saucy fingers on a wet wipe. “Phillippe said you were having some trouble before, with depression, but I told the team that Dunny wouldn’t be down for long. You’re a force, my friend.”
“Yeah, a force for sure. You’ll be running circles around us before you know it!” Xander tossed out.
“Totally. Yeah. Circles.”