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Here is a nibble from my holiday confection. R-rated so be warned.:
Excerpt R: Mistletowed by Tara Lain;
M/M, M/F, M/M/F with mild BDSM and a touch of MAGIC!
Coming December 13 from Loose Id
Five friends, one piece of mistletoe. Christian Elliott has the perfect life — right girlfriend, right job, right house and car. How come he’s only really happy when he’s with his best friend, Jason? Melanie Cantrell has everything she wants. Why can’t she stop cheating on her boyfriend with her yoga teacher? Buttercup Allender adores her stable life with Winston. But she can’t give up her secret desire for BDSM. Stir them all together at a holiday party with a beautiful rock god and a submissive stockbroker and what do you get? It could be love and it could be magic.
“Hi, Mel, what’s up? Is something wrong?”
“Probably not, but I’m worried about Christian, and I hoped he was with you.”
“No. Should he be?”
“I think he took off toward Laguna, but that was a few hours ago. He was pretty upset when he left.”
“Why? What happened?”
“Oh, his boss was making slurs at people, and Christian took offense. Seriously, it was kind of weird. Usually he’s easygoing, but the last few days he’s been so different. Unsatisfied. Questioning. Like what he wants has changed. I don’t get it. Anyway, if you see him, would you ask him to call home? He’d had some to drink, and I’m getting pretty freaked.”
“I wouldn’t worry. He’s been working so hard. He needs some rest. But yeah, I’ll tell him to call if I find him, okay?”
“Find him?”
“I’ve got one thought where he might be, but it could be nothing. I’ll check it out.”
“Thanks. You’re such a good friend.”
He hung up and stared at the phone. Christian having a crisis? Mr. Equanimity? That was weird. But he had a hunch. Mel said he’d headed toward Laguna. Not many places were open this late, but Christian had always liked the Sea Shell Bar. He grabbed a coat and scarf and set off on foot.
It only took a few minutes to get his suspicions confirmed. Standing in the doorway at the Sea Shell, he was witness to a sorry sight. And also a very confusing one. Christian was there, all right. Drunk as the proverbial skunk, golden head hanging, but still somehow managing to look gorgeous. On either side of him, like hounds after the skunk, were two guys, both gay. Jason knew them. They leaned in and appeared to be vying for Christian’s attention, which Jase didn’t get, since he knew neither guy was into hitting on straight men. All Christian had to say was get lost, and they’d be gone. But they weren’t gone. Maybe his friend was just too drunk to communicate.
He walked up behind Christian and put a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, buddy. I found you.”
Christian raised his head with difficulty. Finally his eyes seemed to focus. “Jase, my friend. Jase.” He lazily rolled his head from side to side. “Guys, this is Jason. Isn’t he beautiful, my friend? Isn’t he the purtiest mathemagician you ever saw?”
Both men acknowledged Jason.
What in the hell was Christian saying? Made no sense. “Come on, buddy. Let’s get you home.”
“Not goin’ home. Gonna get my cock sucked.”
Both men looked embarrassed and glanced around at the few remaining customers, then back at Jason.
Christian leaned back against Jase and closed his eyes. What a warm weight. Jason raised an eyebrow at his acquaintances. “What’s going on? He’s straight. What’s he talking about?”
The bigger man, all shaved skull and rippling muscles, shook his head. “Straight, my ass. He’s been coming on to both of us for hours.”
The other guy nodded in agreement.
Jason gave them a disgusted look. “Hours? Doesn’t that tell you something right there? If he was serious, he’d have been in one of your beds for an hour by now.”
“Maybe. But that guy is so gorgeous, I wasn’t going to pass him up.”
Jase smiled. “Yeah, I can see that.”
The other man — smaller, slim — shrugged. “Frankly I think it’s you he wants. He hasn’t stopped talking about you since he got here. Kind of a turnoff, but like Wendell said, he is really pretty.”
Jason shrugged. “I’m just the only gay guy he knows. No basis for comparison.” He propped Christian up. “Come on, bro, let’s go to my house.”
“Oh good. Will you suck my cock, Jase? That would be the best thing of all. Would you?”
Oh shit, this was so not happening! “You’re drunk. Let’s go.”
He managed to get Christian on his feet and moving. Wendell stepped forward. “Need help?”
Jason was a couple inches shorter than Christian and even more slender, but he figured he was strong enough unless Christian went deadweight on him. “I think I got it.”
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