Not even the pouring rain can dampen the hot stuff going on in #bestseller #MMromance #holidayromance Night Song #teaserTuesday #gayromance #LGBTQ

 

Twenty-five year old Oliver Honeycutt has no idea how handsome he is. He’s creative, brilliant at his job, and underused in the designer fashion store where he works. Behind the scenes, Oliver takes special care with orders for customer, rock star, Zane Highwood. When Zane is to be the main attraction in the store’s Christmas party, fashion show, Oliver hopes Zane will notice him.

 

Multi-millionaire, twenty-five year old, Noah Somersby, made his first million before he was twenty-one and now owns a number of casual-chic menswear stores. He’s a designer, gorgeous, and desperate to find a man who will love him for himself and not see dollar signs as they kiss.

 

Noah doesn’t often take the train into the city, but one rainy day he does, as he settles into a seat opposite Oliver, the two men exchange interested glances.

In fact, Noah is super attracted to Oliver and Oliver thinks Noah is gorgeous.

 

As the store holiday season party approaches, can serendipity bring them together?

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Oliver gazed at the handsome man who squatted by him, pressing the towel of ice to his bruise. He’s gorgeous, gentle…

Noah applied the ice. “There’s no swelling yet. That’s good. It shouldn’t take long to heal if you ice it a couple of times.” He stood, leaving the towel-wrapped ice on Oliver’s ankle, and pulled Oliver’s t-shirt away to look at his shoulder. “Let’s check the other bruise. Hell, Oliver, this one stretches down your muscle.”

Oliver looked. “Yeah, I saved myself from hitting the side of the building with my head using that arm.”

Noah stared at him obviously worried and a little frown creased his forehead. “I’ll get more ice.” Then he bent and kissed Oliver’s shoulder.

Oliver closed his eyes as Noah’s lips touched his skin. “It’s okay. I’ll get it. You’re going to think I’m a big baby.”

“Nope, stay here and ice the ankle.”

Oliver let him go.

With Noah back and another towel full of ice on his bruised arm, Oliver smiled at him. “I can’t remember when I last felt so cared for. I put coffee on, but there’s bourbon in the cupboard, too, if you want some—you will stay for a while?”

Noah’s eyes filled with emotion. “I’ll stay all night if you need me.”

Warmth rose through Oliver. A strong urge to kiss Noah gripped him. He struggled up, trying to hold the ice on his arm, and let the towel wrapped around his ankle fall a little. “I do … need you … in, in my life.” He brought his face close to Noah’s and placed a gentle kiss on his mouth.

Noah slid his arms around Oliver’s waist. He returned the kiss, lingering to prolong the touch, breathing against Oliver’s lips and kissing him again. When he drew away, he closed his eyes, then took a satisfied breath and smiled before he gazed at Oliver with attraction beaming from his blue eyes.

“The moment I saw you on the train, I hoped we’d meet and that you’d be as attracted to me as I am to you. It’s been a long time since a kiss could do what yours does to me.”

As if to emphasize the emotion, Noah brushed his lips on Oliver’s with a sigh.

Oliver’s breath caught as pleasure rushed over his body. He could take any amount of Noah’s tenderness. Happiness streamed through Oliver. “I can’t even remember my last kiss, aside from yours, I mean.”

Noah raised his eyebrows for a second. “Really? Mine was in the summer. It was just a kiss. I haven’t been in a relationship for a year—just never met the right guy.”

Oliver let the tingle of sensation and comfort from Noah’s touch travel through his body for a moment. “I gave up looking even though I wanted to meet someone.”

“I’m lucky, then, to have met you before another guy came to his senses and snapped you up. You are gorgeous.”

Copyright E. D. Parr Evernight Publishing 

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It's #FirstChapterFriday on the #MMromance blog with chapter one from new release #gayromance Night Song @evernightpub @parr_books

 

First Chapter Friday

from new release

Night Song

Chapter One

 

Oliver Honeycutt ran along the corridor, his piece of toast gripped between his teeth, reading glasses falling down the bridge of his nose. He’d received a request from the shop floor to find a pair of bronze designer jeans for a prized customer. The call had come just as he’d taken a seat at the lunch table with slices of toast on which he’d intended heaping chocolate spread, but Oliver gladly gave that up to take the stockroom task. He’d stuffed dry toast in his mouth and taken off.

Just the name Zane Highwood gave Oliver a rapid heartbeat. No matter what Zane requested, Oliver would be the first to leap into action. These days the other stockroom assistant didn’t raise his face from his smartphone or put down a coffee cup. Oliver and Eddie had somehow reached an unspoken agreement that Oliver took any job concerning Zane Highwood.

The fashion store sold big name brands of what the owner, Anton, smilingly called rock star garb as well as his own designs. Only six people had face-to-face contact with customers. Specially skilled and drilled in serving the discerning clientele, these six never ventured into the stockroom to find an item. They called Oliver or Eddie on the internal phone. Once the item was located, either assistant placed it in a tiny service elevator and sent it to the sales floor.

Oliver had never spoken to Zane, but he put his heart and soul into fulfilling Zane’s requests. Oliver never attended Zane Highwood’s gigs, held in clubs where he knew he’d feel out of place. He couldn’t let himself become creepy, but a smile would spread on his lips when Zane appeared in the press wearing the clothes he’d provided from the stockroom. Oliver took care not to let his admiration for the dark-haired, slim-hipped singer become an obsession. Even though Oliver was only twenty-five, he’d long ago given up hoping for a man who would love him, especially one as handsome as Zane. Instead, he looked on Zane as beautiful, a dream to hold dear as the kind of man he’d love in his life, but not to hopelessly covet.

Oliver pulled the requested garment from a stack. The bronze jeans would look good with a particular belt, and Oliver added that to the tray in the mini elevator. He pressed the button and it descended.

Eddie glanced over at Oliver from his perch on a stepladder, having taken the subsequent request for a garment from a sales colleague. “Why’d you bother?”

Not understanding, Oliver gave Eddie a puzzled look.

Clearly, his colleague understood the implied question in Oliver’s expression. “With the extra stuff—a belt, a t-shirt, a scarf. I mean, you don’t know if the customer even sees whatever it is. No one downstairs ever comes up and says, hey Ollie, great job.”

Oliver shrugged. “I enjoy doing it. I’d like to dress the windows or the store models—put things together. Maybe even become a personal stylist.”

Eddie pushed the flat box he’d looked in back on the stack, then turned to Oliver. “Yeah, looks as if you have a flare for it. You should ask Anton.”

Oliver sighed. “He’d say no. The artistic team does it.”

Eddie shrugged. “Up to you.”

Darkness had fallen before Oliver left the store that day through the side door onto a covered alleyway squeezed in between two tall buildings. Tuesdays and Sundays were the only evenings the store didn’t open until eight thirty to accommodate the huge variety of clients and entertainment customers. Oliver adjusted his collar to keep out the December wind. He glanced up at the night sky as he met Main Street and lost the shelter of the arched roof afforded by the alley. A flurry of sleet scattered huge dark splashes onto his overcoat. Soggy ice lodged in his hair and wet his face. Oliver licked it from his top lip. Hunching his shoulders, he strode to the station.

As it was Tuesday, Oliver could catch the early express to his small house. He hurried along. The traffic swished on the road that was fast turning slippery under the coating of slush. Streetlights, their poles wound around with bright lights to ward off the winter gloom, threw glitter onto the puddles. Shops lit the sidewalk, their seasonal displays twinkling as he passed.

Oliver dashed through the crowds. A man carrying an enormous cardboard box charged right at Oliver. The man could barely see around the box. Oliver sidestepped the collision with a grin. Somebody will bump into him for sure. His avoidance brought Oliver into the gutter, and a passing cab honked. Oliver rolled his eyes and jumped onto the curb, where he slid along for a few seconds. The cab’s proximity threw slush into Oliver’s shoes and wet his socks, but not much could diminish his happy mood. He smiled as he entered the station and swiped his travel card through the machine at the turnstile. Tonight his brother was Skyping him from across the world.

To say Oliver missed his older brother, Eric, was an understatement. When Eric’s journalist career took him to Indonesia and then Australia, Oliver was bereft. When Eric married an Aussie girl and made Melbourne his home, Oliver grieved for a year. He simultaneously wished them every happiness and wished Eric had never become a journalist. Even after three years, tears welled up in Oliver’s eyes when he recalled their childhood and teenage years spent together.

He tried not to let memories creep into his mind. His loneliness and regret at losing Eric didn’t sit well in his mind. He saw the feelings as inappropriate and maybe indicative of resentment, although Oliver didn’t envy Eric. He loved him. Oliver had never been able to fill the hole that opened up when Eric left his life. Eric was the only person in the whole world who knew Oliver was gay.

Their mom had left her house in a suburban neighborhood where the boys had grown up, for a visit to Eric, his wife, and their new baby a couple of weeks ago. Australia was far away, and the journey took a long time, so she would be staying with them for ten weeks. When Oliver had last visited her, he sent presents for the baby, genuinely enchanted when Eric had displayed his daughter wrapped tight in a blanket the last time he and Oliver Skyped.

He pushed his hands into his overcoat pockets as he strode along the outer city street in the cold night. He unlocked his front door, flipped on the hall lights, and, after levering off his wet shoes and discarding his overcoat, Oliver dashed to his study and booted his laptop. He went to the kitchen and hurriedly made a cup of instant coffee, which he took to his study and placed on his desk. Dinner could wait until he’d talked with Eric.

Copyright E. D. Parr December 8, 2020 Evernight Publishing

Night Song

Twenty-five year old Oliver Honeycutt has no idea how handsome he is. He’s creative, brilliant at his job, and underused in the designer fashion store where he works. Behind the scenes, Oliver takes special care with orders for customer, rock star, Zane Highwood. When Zane is to be the main attraction in the store’s Christmas party, fashion show, Oliver hopes Zane will notice him.

Multi-millionaire, twenty-five year old, Noah Somersby, made his first million before he was twenty-one and now owns a number of casual-chic menswear stores. He’s a designer, gorgeous, and desperate to find a man who will love him for himself and not see dollar signs as they kiss.

Noah doesn’t often take the train into the city, but one rainy day he does, as he settles into a seat opposite Oliver, the two men exchange interested glances.

In fact, Noah is super attracted to Oliver and Oliver thinks Noah is gorgeous.

As the store holiday season party approaches, can serendipity bring them together?

Evernight Publishing  https://www.evernightpublishing.com/night-song-by-e-d-parr/

Siren Bookstrand, https://www.bookstrand.com/book/night-song-mm

Smashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1057936

Download files for any eReader and your kindle from all sites above

KOBO https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/night-song-12

NOOK https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/night-song-e-d-parr/1138445708

Amazon sites

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Out today #gayromance Night Song from @evernightpub and E. D. Parr @parr_books. A hot, #Chistmas #MMromance. Read a #teaser. #newrelease #LGBT

 

Twenty-five year old Oliver Honeycutt has no idea how handsome he is. He’s creative, brilliant at his job, and underused in the designer fashion store where he works. Behind the scenes, Oliver takes special care with orders for customer, rock star, Zane Highwood. When Zane is to be the main attraction in the store’s Christmas party, fashion show, Oliver hopes Zane will notice him

Multi-millionaire, twenty-five year old, Noah Somersby, made his first million before he was twenty-one and now owns a number of casual-chic menswear stores. He’s a designer, gorgeous, and desperate to find a man who will love him for himself and not see dollar signs as they kiss.

 Noah doesn’t often take the train into the city, but one rainy day he does, as he settles into a seat opposite Oliver, the two men exchange interested glances.

In fact, Noah is super attracted to Oliver and Oliver thinks Noah is gorgeous.

As the store holiday season party approaches, can serendipity bring them together?

Read a hot new teaser

“The moment I saw you on the train, I hoped we’d meet and that you’d be as attracted to me as I am to you. It’s been a long time since a kiss could do what yours does to me.”

As if to emphasize the emotion, Noah brushed his lips on Oliver’s with a sigh.

Oliver’s breath caught as pleasure rushed over his body. He could take any amount of Noah’s tenderness. Happiness streamed through Oliver. “I can’t even remember my last kiss, aside from yours, I mean.”

Noah raised his eyebrows for a second. “Really? Mine was in the summer. It was just a kiss. I haven’t been in a relationship for a year—just never met the right guy.”

Oliver let the tingle of sensation and comfort from Noah’s touch travel through his body for a moment. “I gave up looking even though I wanted to meet someone.”

“I’m lucky, then, to have met you before another guy came to his senses and snapped you up. You are gorgeous.”

Completely enchanted by Noah, Oliver slipped his free hand around Noah’s head and kissed him. Passion ignited as Noah hungrily returned the kiss with a low moan. Streaks of sexual need sped along Oliver’s stomach and pooled in his groin. His cock stirred and hardened. Desperation grew in Oliver. He slowly pulled away from Noah, worried that he’d spook gentle Noah with his neediness.

Noah still held Oliver, but he loosened his grasp. His blue eyes darkened as he gazed at Oliver. “It’s okay. I won’t rush you. I want this to be the start of something good, something lasting.”

Hope blanketed Oliver. He couldn’t help putting a soft, quick kiss on Noah’s perfect lips.

“I’ll pour the coffee.”

Noah slid his arms from around Oliver’s waist. “I’ll help.”

Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing 2020

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Twenty-five year old Oliver Honeycutt has no idea how handsome he is. He’s creative, brilliant at his job, and underused in the designer fashion store where he works. Behind the scenes, Oliver takes special care with orders for customer, rock star, Zane Highwood. When Zane is to be the main attraction in the store’s Christmas party, fashion show, Oliver hopes Zane will notice him.

 

Multi-millionaire, twenty-five year old, Noah Somersby, made his first million before he was twenty-one and now owns a number of casual-chic menswear stores. He’s a designer, gorgeous, and desperate to find a man who will love him for himself and not see dollar signs as they kiss.

 

Noah doesn’t often take the train into the city, but one rainy day he does, as he settles into a seat opposite Oliver, the two men exchange interested glances.

In fact, Noah is super attracted to Oliver and Oliver thinks Noah is gorgeous.

 

As the store holiday season party approaches, can serendipity bring them together?