When Connor Douglas
takes a tropical island holiday, he hopes to leave heartbreak behind. Little
does he know the extent of the danger and sexual temptation that awaits him.
Long after Jay
Levesque has closed down his operations on the very same tropical island, the
memory of Connor haunts him.
Warm nights and scorching sex has someone’s heart in chains.
Meet the elusive Jay Levesque:
Jay: (Smiles) Hi, It's great to be here.
So tell us a little about yourself.
Jay: Well, you understand I can't say too much, because of spoilers but more for personal work reasons.
I'm six two, I have hair that is dark, but in certain lights it shows up some chestnut color. Blue eyes that Connor says are really turquoise. Weird huh? My work's secret. I have to keep it that way for the time being. I've recently moved cities and I'm loving Boston.
What about the story, can you tell us something about that?
Jay: It's an adventure/suspense/ love story. (Grins) Naturally, it might not be an adventure if you're on the receiving end of what I dish out during my work. It's a love story for sure. I'm bowled over when I meet Connor. I've never felt like that before. The story happens in a warm and lovely environment, pale blue oceans, palm trees, but my life there's a little dangerous. I've always been in dangerous work and I try to explain that to Connor towards the end of the story.
You mention Connor a lot. Tell us about him.
Jay: He's brave. He's hot. You know one of those guys who is really good looking and doesn't know it. He's a scientist, though not at all what you'd expect. I mean the stereotype of a scientist doesn't fit him at all. He's cool, loves music, working out, and me, thankfully. (Smiles)
What's hot about the story?
Jay: The weather. Me. The love scenes. A sarong. (grins) And Connor of course. The first time I kiss him is so moving, I have to hightail it or fall down at his feet. I have to be fierce to him from time to time, so I'm hiding how I feel then, but when I touch him, damn, it's like an electric shock right to my ... uh ... maybe I can't say where here.
I think we can guess. Do have anything else you'd like to tell us?
Thank you for inviting me to talk with you. I hope people like the story. It's really Connor's and my own journey to something we've always wanted.
Thanks Jay. He smiles.
He gazed around at the shimmering water. All shades of aqua
and green sparkled as if an exotic, jeweled, silk scarf spread out on the ocean.
Ahead lay a lazy boat trip to Gili Island. Connor had purposely chosen to join
this special service in the traditional wooden outrigger instead of a faster
powerboat. He reveled in the freedom and difference of his surroundings. He
breathed in the air and soaked up the beautiful scenery. His broken heart was
slowly healing in the bright, tropical environment.
It was six months since he’d come home to the place he and
Brad shared to find him in that old clichéd act of fucking another guy. The
pain when Brad admitted he no longer loved Connor and that he’d been seeing
this guy for months was excruciating. Connor was torn apart by the betrayal
because Brad had been making love to him, and telling Connor how much he meant to him the whole time. That’s what hurt the most—the fucking lies.
I never knew anything was wrong—I was completely unaware—what a fool.
Connor shook off the memories. He’d told himself countless
times that he had to stop beating himself up, if nothing else. Deep in thought,
he wasn’t aware of the man beside him until a low accented voice penetrated his
mood.
“Beauty as far as the eye can see, no?”
Connor straightened from leaning on the rail and turned to
face the speaker. The impact from seeing the man beside him was so strong
Connor couldn’t answer for a moment. He faced probably the most attractive man
he’d ever seen face to face, because he couldn’t include the TV and movie stars
he sighed over. They were unattainable and designated to daydreams. This man
gave him an instant rapid heartbeat. An emotion close to fear slithered down
Connor’s back. He’d never felt such immediate consuming attraction to any man
before. As he choked out a few inane words, he soaked up the sight before him.
Dark hair, cut in an ultra-fashionable style with darts shaved into the sides
by his ears, eyes the color of turquoise, only they glistened with promise, his
angular jaw rivaled Connor’s favorite TV actor’s, and his body—well, that made
Connor’s cock stir.
“Yes, it’s all breathtaking,” and so are you, Connor added in his mind.
“Jay Levesque.” The hunk held out his hand to Connor as he
spoke his name.
Connor hesitated to shake hands for a second. Somehow, he instinctively
knew that touching this man would start him on some dangerous path. All the
same, he took the proffered hand in his and introduced himself. “Connor Douglas.”
Jay’s palm against Connor’s sent a fleeting impression of
huge physical strength even though his grip was actually gentle, as if he held
it back.
Connor couldn’t think of anything to say and he glanced out
across the ocean wondering how to prolong Jay’s presence, because it was great to
stand on the deck of this boat with a gorgeous guy in a location that amounted
to paradise.
He didn’t have to wonder for long. A huge racket erupted, a
burst of gunfire, screams, shouts, more gunfire, and Connor whirled around from
the rail of the boat. He was about to set off in the direction of the noise,
when, from behind, he was caught in an iron grip against Jay’s chest.
“Leave it, you’re safe with me.” The dark voice whispered in
his ear, but Connor struggled.
“There could be people hurt. We should look … try to help.”
Connor grabbed at the arm around him as he felt Jay find a place on his neck
with firm fingertips. The strangely empty deck of the boat was the last thing
Connor saw.
Copyright Elodie Parkes, Encompass Ink
