2017 has been one busy year, filled with change (both personally and professionally).
One thing I was lucky enough to do was write those rarely used, glorious words, 'The End' on His Personal Assistant, the novel I've been working on for 4 years. (Yes, you heard me right. It's crazy, no?)
I'm so happy to reveal the cover to you all. And don't forget to mark the release date of January 26 in your diaries! I will be doing a giveaway at that time, so it will be well worth stopping by :)
Wishing all my wonderful readers a healthy, happy and safe 2018!
Editor - R. E. Hargrave
Cover Designer – The Graphics Shed
Cover Designer – The Graphics Shed
Genre - Contemporary Gay Romance
Series - Book 1 - Men of New York
Length - 76k
Release Date - January 26, 2018
Series - Book 1 - Men of New York
Length - 76k
Release Date - January 26, 2018
At the tender age of twenty-one, Kade
Hutchins is at a crossroads, having endured enough hardship to last a thousand
lifetimes. With money tight and career at a standstill, he's running out of
time and options. The day he applies for a job that isn't exactly in his field
of expertise and meets his new boss, Mr. Preston, is the day his fate is
changed irrecoverably.
Luke Preston is the kind of man
others envy. Rich, successful and unattached, his no-nonsense, ‘take no
prisoners attitude’ has made him one of the highest profile litigators in
Manhattan. He’s also a man with secrets. Secrets he wants kept under wraps
since tragedy rocked his privileged existence to the core. When Kade, a man some
fifteen years his junior steps foot inside his office, Luke wonders if his
heart will survive.
Brushing
an errant piece of fluff off my shoulder, I straightened the hem of my shirt
and took a deep breath. Not that it did much good. By the time the elevator
doors opened on the tenth floor, my nerves were beyond frazzled. With less than
a minute to spare, I stepped inside the plush, modern offices.
A
striking woman sitting behind a large reception desk greeted me, looking most
business-like. What didn’t make sense was the way she seemed ready to pounce
the second she saw me. I was surprised she didn’t fall flat on her face,
considering she wore a pencil-thin black skirt and high-heeled shoes and was on
her feet and running toward me like a crazy person.
“Thank
God you’re here!”
“Um,
what?” I took a wary step backward. She was kinda scary.
“Please
tell me you’re Kade Hutchins.”
“Oh.
Yes, I am.”
She
held out her hand and when I took it in mine, I was impressed by her firm,
assured grip. “You have no idea how relieved I am to see you.”
“Uh,
thanks?” The warm smile she gave in response made her round, hazel eyes
sparkle. Her hospitable attitude made me feel at ease in an instant, and I
couldn’t help but grin back.
“The
name’s Kimberly O'Connell. I’m the paralegal around here.”
“It’s
nice to meet you, Ms. O’Connell.”
“Oh,
please, I insist you call me Kimberly.”
“Okay.”
Releasing
her hold on me, she pointed a manicured finger at the closed office door
located behind the desk. “Come on, Kade. Let’s get you in to see His Highness.”
Covering her mouth, she giggled.
“Who?”
I stopped myself from joining in, but it wasn’t easy. She had an infectious laugh.
“Luke
Preston. The ass you spoke to on the phone.”
“Oh.”
I didn’t know whether it was appropriate to agree with her or not, but decided
it would be best to err on the side of caution.
“Sorry
about him, by the way.” Kimberly knocked, before lowering her voice to a faint
whisper, and adding, “I had no idea he was going to answer the phone when I
went to make his coffee. He usually lets the machine pick up, but I didn’t
think to switch it on since I was only going to be gone a few minutes.”
The
moment I let out a nervous chuckle, the door to Luke Preston’s office flew
open.
Tall
and broad-shouldered, the strong jaw, high cheekbones, and dark brown hair
slicked back so not a lock was out of place, coupled with the way his body
filled out that navy suit, made Luke Preston look more like a model than a
lawyer. My guess was that he was in his mid-thirties, but holy shit, did he
wear it well. Startling emerald eyes fringed by long, dark lashes stared at me
with such intensity that, for a split second, I forgot to breathe. His sharp
features were softened by flawless, pale skin and full lips so plush, I
wondered what they would feel like pressed against my own. In that briefest of
moments, I knew I was in trouble as my head began waging a war with my heart so
fierce, I didn’t know whether to pull him in for a kiss or run for my life.
All
I could do was wait for him to say something… anything to break the tension.
2 comments:
This is your editor... grinning like a damn fool and preening with pride. So ready for these boys to be unleashed on the world!
Thanks so much, RE!
I'm more than ready too :)
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