Wednesday, November 17, 2021

Behind the Title blog series. This week read the excerpt that gives Blond its title. #MMromance #gayromance #shifter @evernightpub @parr_books #LGBTQ


What would you think if the guy you were dating raced off every night before midnight and would never say why? Would you succumb to the urge to follow him one night? 

Liam Hale can’t believe his luck when he meets the man of his dreams, Karl Oberon.

Hunky Karl is the sexiest man Liam has ever met, but his mysterious disappearances start to tease. Gorgeous Liam is the only man Karl has ever wanted. 

Together they spark and sizzle with passion, but Karl doesn’t know how to tell Liam why he races away. Maybe keeping Liam’s mind off the question with mind-blowing erotic encounters will work.

Behind the Title Thursday with, Blond, from E. D. Parr

an Evernight Publishing editor's pick

I have to confess that the idea for this story came from watching a TV show. I can’t name it for obvious reasons, but the show had a couple of seasons and one of the leading men actors in the story was tall, dark, and handsome. It seemed to me that he attracted all the media and fan attention, but there acting alongside him was a blond guy, equally beautiful in a different way and as I watched him, the idea for my story gelled in my mind.

One of the heroes in my story deviates from being attracted to his normal ‘type’ (tall, dark and handsome) after seeing a gorgeous blond guy in a bar and so for me, the title for my story had to be, Blond.

Read the excerpt

Liam drank the last of his bourbon and placed the glass on the bar. He gestured at Milo who danced to the dulcet and much loved voice of George Michael that drifted through the speakers situated above the bar counter. The bar always played CD music if there was no guest band. Liam liked that. The bar held a cool and yet welcoming ambiance. It was the only bar he knew for sure where none of his business friends would show up and that made it his favorite haunt.

Milo spun toward him.

“I’ll settle up, Milo—better make tracks home.” Liam paid for his drink. He waved the change from his ten-dollar note away, leaving it as a tip, and turned to go. A burst of interest spiked through him as his gaze alighted on a man entering the wide arched doorway. Liam wasn’t usually into blonds, but this one captured his attention. His heartbeat increased as the man approached the bar. Liam couldn’t recall ever having a nervous reaction to a guy he’d never met, nor spoken to before, and he equated the rapid beat of his heart with the way his body betrayed him every time he made a presentation at work.

Frozen in his intent to exit the bar, Liam stood alongside the square of dance floor and a half-naked guy twirled in front of him gyrating and thrusting his hips with a smile.

“Hi, Liam.”

Liam flicked his gaze from the washboard torso of the dancer to his face.

He frowned as he greeted the guy. “Hey, how’re you doin’?” Liam had no idea who this was, but since the man knew his name, he felt obliged to smile as he sidestepped and headed for the safety of the tables and chairs set up away from the dance floor.

Liam found an empty table, but didn’t take a seat. He grabbed the back of the chrome and faux leather chair and gazed at the blond who now chatted with Milo as he took a distinctive green lager bottle from the bartender’s hand.

Liam drank in the sight of the tall man’s rear view. He wore denim jeans, and a rip high on the back of his thigh revealed lightly tanned skin. His shirt fell only halfway down his hips and Liam heaved a sigh as he detected a hard muscled ass beneath the blue fabric of the gorgeous guy’s pants.

Liam looked away for only a moment. When he raised his eyes again the man had turned and now gazed right at him. A strange wave of shyness flew over Liam. He couldn’t tear his eyes from the dark gaze aimed at him, and yet fear prickled down his spine. He traced the planes of the handsome man’s face with worry creasing between his eyes, and then in a rapid move he released his grip on the chair, and strode from the bar onto the sidewalk.

The mid-summer air had cooled with nightfall. Liam gulped it in as he opened an extra button on his shirt. He pulled at the collar as his heart raced. Fuck me. He’s hot as hell. But what’s wrong with me, shaking like a newbie? I’m not even into blond guys. Liam took off, striding along the sidewalk until he saw a cab. He balanced on the curb and hailed it with an outstretched arm.

As he relaxed onto the bench seat in the back of the car he heaved a sigh of relief.

The driver glanced at him via the rear view mirror. “You okay, buddy? I don’t want a cleaning job to do.”

Liam caught the driver’s reflected eyes. He responded to the query. “Yeah, sure. Thanks. I, er, I … I’m good,” he stammered, thinking maybe he should shut the hell up. What was he going to say? ‘Don’t worry I’m not about to throw up?’

By the time he alighted from the cab outside his town house, Liam had pushed the incident to the back of his mind, and started mentally rehearsing the presentation he was to do the next morning for the newest client of Storm Advertising Agency. He raced up the stoop and unlocked his front door. The ground floor rooms lit up in response to his swipe on the row of switches mounted alongside the group of decorative coat hooks in the hall. He took a deep breath and went to his study. He left his laptop booting and made a pot of coffee. Okay, everything is ready. I just have to run through the process a few times. Liam knew from experience this was the only way he’d be comfortable.

His business partner, Evan, could stand up in front of a board table ringed with expectant client faces and improvise. Despite constant reassurance and success, Liam had to force himself. He loved creating but showing off his campaign ideas freaked him out. It reminded him of high school.

He poured coffee, brought the cup to his desk and settled to rote learn his lines.

If I do okay tomorrow, I’ll go out to the bar again. Maybe the blond hunk will be there. Just the thought made his heart pound and he gulped down some coffee. The too hot liquid shocked him into working.

Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing

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