Autumn #MMromance with a #ghostly theme. Will Chris take the risk to love again, or continue to yearn for a ghost? #gayromance #LGBTQ @evernightpub @parr_books E. D. Parr

 

Chris Everhart attends his best friend’s weeklong wedding festivities. He meets handsome, enigmatic, Owen, and in a haze of attraction ignores the strangeness surrounding Owen. Convinced he’s falling in love, Chris spends every moment he can with Owen, until on the final day of his best friend’s celebrations he discovers a heartbreaking and shocking truth. He and Owen can never be together.

Traumatized, lonely, Chris can’t settle into another relationship, and then, after two years of wishing he could feel the way he felt for Owen with another man, fate intervenes. He meets gorgeous, gentle Matthew.

Spooked, Chris is about to run from Matthew who reminds him so much of Owen, but Matthew asks Chris to dance with him.

In Matthew’s arms, Chris can’t ignore the feeling of belonging that rushes over him.

Will he take the risk to love again, or continue to yearn for a ghost?

Read an excerpt

In contrast to the morning’s drive, the journey to Phil’s parents’ place was through near torrential rain, and yet with the swish of the windscreen wipers peace fell over Chris.

He dashed into the house after parking as close as he could to the front door. The doormats were wet, but he wiped his feet and shook droplets from his hair before following friends to the living room. Phil must have phoned ahead because coffee was already available as well as snacks. Chris accepted coffee and, drawn by the patter of rain on the terrace, he went to drink it by the wide French doors. The pounding rain reduced and a weak sun tried to illuminate the remaining light shower. It reminded Chris of the evening he’d met Owen.

Without much thought, Chris left his empty coffee cup on a nearby table and slipped out of the doors onto the terrace. He was on his way along the treed walkway before he acknowledged that he was going to look for Owen one last time. If Owen were anywhere, he’d be in the smaller living room. Maybe he simply can’t handle crowds.

The fairy lights perpetually lit and twining through the branches, seemed to show him the way to the fork in the path, and this time, when he took the one most familiar, it led to the building lined with windows and culminating in the French doors adorned with silvery lights shooting sparkling spears into the fine rain.

Chris sped up his pace across the grass to the open windows. His heart hammered as he reached the threshold and stopped. Owen lay asleep on the couch, the blue velvet cushion he’d danced with hugged close. At first, Chris hesitated and then he crept toward Owen, just to see his face, just to be near him…

Owen opened his eyes. The blue gaze filled with pleasure. “Chris, I’d given up on seeing you again. This is so great. I dreamed about you. I held your hand and…” He pushed the cushion away and sat up with a delighted smile.

An overwhelming emotion surged through Chris. He dropped to his knees and held Owen’s face. “I’ve been looking for you … looked for you at every event.” He kissed Owen and nothing else mattered. He lost himself in the feel of Owen’s lips on his, and the way Owen murmured soft sounds between kisses. The delicious feeling of belonging filled his heart again.

Owen broke the deluge of kisses from Chris with a smile. He rested his forehead on Chris’s. His words sighed along Chris’s mouth. “I’m so happy to see you.”

Chris snatched another quick kiss before he spoke. “Why haven’t you attended any of the wedding festivities?”

Owen drew a little away to gaze into his eyes. “I didn’t feel well. I’m sorry.”

Concern rose in Chris. “No need to be sorry. I hope you’re feeling better.”

“I am now you’re here. Let’s walk. I’ll show you the maze, and we can talk.”

Chris stood and stepped away.

Owen stood, too. He wore exactly the same clothes as the evening they’d first met. The dress shirt, the necktie fluttering around his collar, and again he was barefoot.

Puzzled but accepting, Chris gave Owen a gentle smile. “It’s raining. You might need your shoes.”

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5 stars Amazon Canada

A hauntingly touching short story that tugs at your heart, the first half made me cry, such a sweet tale. You will feel for Chris and hope he finds his love

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From Shower You With Love #SteamySunday snippet 18+

Matthew turned on the shower mixer, stepped in, and let the warm water run over his face. Happiness danced in his heart and he smiled. Water ran along his lips. He moved to let Chris join him, thankful he’d installed a double shower.

Chris stepped close and slipped his arms around Matthew’s wet body. He kissed Matthew.

The tenderness in the kiss overwhelmed Matthew. He ran his hands into Chris’s dark hair, and held him there returning the kiss with a soft murmur.

Chris swept his hands along Matthew’s body and grabbed his ass, pulling him against the hard shaft of his cock. He whispered into the kiss. “I still want you.”

Matthew thrust his own dick in a long slide along Chris’s stomach. “I want you, too.” The warm water spray drenched him in comfort. The steam enclosed Matthew in a cloud of sexual sensation as Chris shifted and grasped his cock in a tight wet fist.

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You find yourself in a place you never meant to be. Somehow, your feet have led you to your destiny. Delicious, spooky, hot and romantic, Shower You With Love. 

5 stars

A hauntingly touching short story that tugs at your heart, the first half made me cry, such a sweet tale. You will feel for Chris and hope he finds his love

5 stars

So as not to give away any spoilers, this review is going to be short and sweet just like this story. Shower You With Love is a quick read but it's packed with all the things I love about an E.D. Parr book. Hot men, romance, love, a touch of mystery, mixed with kindle-melting sexy scenes. I loved the paranormal element, it was mysterious and particularly poignant. I was pulling for Chris to find the forever-kind of love he was searching for. I thoroughly enjoyed this sweet story and finished it in one sitting.

Chris Everhart attends his best friend’s weeklong wedding festivities. He meets handsome, enigmatic, Owen, and in a haze of attraction ignores the strangeness surrounding Owen. Convinced he’s falling in love, Chris spends every moment he can with Owen, until on the final day of his best friend’s celebrations he discovers a heartbreaking and shocking truth. He and Owen can never be together.

Traumatized, lonely, Chris can’t settle into another relationship, and then, after two years of wishing he could feel the way he felt for Owen with another man, fate intervenes. He meets gorgeous, gentle Matthew.

Spooked, Chris is about to run from Matthew who reminds him so much of Owen, but Matthew asks Chris to dance with him.

In Matthew’s arms, Chris can’t ignore the feeling of belonging that rushes over him.

Will he take the risk to love again, or continue to yearn for a ghost?

https://www.evernightpublishing.com/shower-you-with-love-by-e-d-parr/

Amazon http://mybook.to/ShowerYouWithLove

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#pridemonth on the #MMromance blog with a #Saturdaysnippet from E. D. Parr's delicious #gayromance Shower You With Love #LGBTQ stories on @evernightpub

 

Chris Everhart attends his best friend’s weeklong wedding festivities. He meets handsome, enigmatic, Owen, and in a haze of attraction ignores the strangeness surrounding Owen. Convinced he’s falling in love, Chris spends every moment he can with Owen, until on the final day of his best friend’s celebrations he discovers a heartbreaking and shocking truth. He and Owen can never be together.

Traumatized, lonely, Chris can’t settle into another relationship, and then, after two years of wishing he could feel the way he felt for Owen with another man, fate intervenes. He meets gorgeous, gentle Matthew.

Spooked, Chris is about to run from Matthew who reminds him so much of Owen, but Matthew asks Chris to dance with him.

In Matthew’s arms, Chris can’t ignore the feeling of belonging that rushes over him.

Will he take the risk to love again, or continue to yearn for a ghost?

Read the #SaturdaySnippet

With delight shining from his clear blue gaze, he approached Chris. He held out a hand in greeting, while his other arm dropped to his side and the cushion bounced on his thigh.

“Owen Elmdale. Oh, is it raining? Spring, huh?” He sparkled at Chris, a smile on his handsome face.

Enchanted, Chris took the offered handshake. “Christopher Everhart.”

Owen’s smile turned into an amused grin. “Elmdale and Everhart, sounds like a law firm.”

Chris still held Owen’s hand. He smiled. “Actually, I am—a lawyer that is.” He gazed into the blue eyes locked with his, and read attraction there. Warmth rose through him. For a few seconds a feeling of belonging blanketed him, and then he let go of Owen’s hand, and stood wondering what to do next.

Owen used the freed hand to hover a fingertip on the daisy in Chris’s buttonhole. “Lovely, but wet—so is your jacket.” He trailed the fingertip down Chris’s sleeve.

Chris gave a tiny nod, delight filling him under these ministrations. “It will shake off.”

Owen stepped away. “I’ll get us a drink.” He dropped the blue velvet cushion on the couch as he passed.

Chris ran his hands through his hair surprised to find it wasn’t as wet as he expected.

“I can offer whisky, oh, and there’s vodka, but I have no ice.”

Chris had been correct. A black tie hung untied around Owen’s collar. The ends fluttered on the finely pleated front of Owen’s dress shirt as he faced Chris with this information.

Chris went to him. “Whisky is good.” He watched Owen splash the liquid into two heavy glasses and longed to touch the beautiful man. His skin still glowed from their handshake and he closed his fingers over his palm in an effort to keep the feeling alive.

The stars granted his wish.

Owen turned to him, and in handing Chris the glass of whisky, their fingers trailed on each other’s.

Owen’s eyes locked with Chris’s in a look of recognition and communication.

A tingle sped over Chris. His stomach tightened. I have to get to know him

Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing 

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About Owen. Notes from E. D. Parr

Owen’s waited for Chris many years … someone who can see him, see his world—the world his spirit inhabits. Destiny leads Chris to discover Owen. He’s the one able to free Owen’s spirit and set in motion the life magic that will lead Chris to Matthew. Who is Matthew really?

The similarities in the character Matthew and Owen are sprinkled throughout the last half of this love story purposely because Matthew has an uncanny connection to Owen, in fact for those who believe in soulmates, Owen might well be Matthew. You decide.

E.D. Parr

Tomorrow I feature #SteamySunday snippet from Shower You With Love

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From, Shower You With Love

Chapter One

Chris hummed the catchy melody of a song he’d heard in the store where minutes ago he’d bought some groceries on his way home from work. He’d chosen his boyfriend’s favorite wine to drink with dinner in an effort to apologize for being late again. His meeting dragged on way past the expected time of conclusion, despite his efforts to curtail it. Surprised there were no lights on in the little brownstone he shared with his lover, Chris fished in his overcoat pocket for his house key. He juggled the paper sack of pasta, tomatoes, and wine as he fumbled the key in the lock. The half-stick of French bread somehow leaped from the bag and landed at his feet.

Chris succeeded in opening the door and flipped on the hall lights in a move that had his key falling to the tiled floor. He called out. “Andrew? Hey, are you home?” He strode to the kitchen and placed the paper sack on the table, then went back to pick up his house key and the bread stick. There’d been no answer from Andrew and he closed the front door. An unfamiliar emotion gripped him and his heartbeat sped up. Is Andrew sick? Chris took the stairs two at a time to the bedroom they shared. “Andrew?” He knew in his heart his lover wasn’t there. He switched on the pendant instead of the bedside lamp wanting to flood light on what was happening.

A note lay on the bed.

Sorry Chris. You must know we’re over. I’ve changed my phone number to avoid any uncomfortable conversations. Andrew

Chris read the note twice before he checked the closet. Andrew’s clothes and shoes were gone. Chris clicked off the light and, note in hand, went down to the kitchen. Andrew had never brought many belongings into the place other than clothes, shoes, and a handful of DVDs, but he had bought them both a coffee mug that proclaimed their love. Chris saw them, rinsed and upside down on the sink drainer. The sight brought tears to his eyes. Chris went to the fridge and took out a beer. He slumped on a kitchen chair, still wearing his overcoat, and heaved a sigh.

He turned over every loving moment they’d shared over the last six months until his head hurt. He looked among his memories for signs he could have missed that Andrew was so unhappy he’d just leave. He found nothing. I wish I’d paid more attention, but I thought I’d shown my affection, care… After an hour staring into space, he finally drank some of the beer, placed the bottle on the table, stood, and went to the hall, where he hung his overcoat on the hallstand.

Chris wandered back to the kitchen and made a cold chicken sandwich, only half of which he ate. He gazed around. The place felt very empty. There was work he could do, but he’d left important notes at his office, meaning to give Andrew his full attention that night. He went into the living room and put the TV on. Nothing captured his attention as he flipped through the channels hoping to fill the hollow that ached in his chest.

Sleep evaded him that night and he dragged into work the next morning feeling wrung out. He met his best and oldest friend, Phil, that night for a meal and ended up staying with him for the remainder of the week in the penthouse Phil rented with his girlfriend in the city. Phil and Kathy let him drone on about Andrew until something startling happened. Chris discovered he’d not been in love. True, he’d enjoyed being with Andrew, cared for him, but although he’d not expected Andrew to suddenly up and leave, he’d not expected them to last forever. In fact, he’d not given any thought to their future. He asked Phil as guilt flooded him, “Is that awful—am I a horrible person?”

Phil had glanced at Kathy, taken her hand as she sat beside him on the couch, and slowly shook his head. “If something is going to be forever, you know. It’s there practically right away.”

Two weeks later, Chris moved out of the brownstone into an apartment closer to his office. He’d always worked hard, now he worked harder.

Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing, 2020

Chris Everhart attends his best friend’s weeklong wedding festivities. He meets handsome, enigmatic, Owen, and in a haze of attraction ignores the strangeness surrounding Owen. Convinced he’s falling in love, Chris spends every moment he can with Owen, until on the final day of his best friend’s celebrations he discovers a heartbreaking and shocking truth. He and Owen can never be together.

Traumatized, lonely, Chris can’t settle into another relationship, and then, after two years of wishing he could feel the way he felt for Owen with another man, fate intervenes. He meets gorgeous, gentle Matthew.

Spooked, Chris is about to run from Matthew who reminds him so much of Owen, but Matthew asks Chris to dance with him.

In Matthew’s arms, Chris can’t ignore the feeling of belonging that rushes over him.

Will he take the risk to love again, or continue to yearn for a ghost?

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Shower You With Love

Words 23,636

E. D. Parr

MM romance, paranormal romance

Evernight Publishing January 2, 2020

Chris Everhart attends his best friend’s weeklong wedding festivities. He meets handsome, enigmatic, Owen, and in a haze of attraction ignores the strangeness surrounding Owen. Convinced he’s falling in love, Chris spends every moment he can with Owen, until on the final day of his best friend’s celebrations he discovers a heartbreaking and shocking truth. He and Owen can never be together.

Traumatized, lonely, Chris can’t settle into another relationship, and then, after two years of wishing he could feel the way he felt for Owen with another man, fate intervenes. He meets gorgeous, gentle Matthew.

Spooked, Chris is about to run from Matthew who reminds him so much of Owen, but Matthew asks Chris to dance with him.

In Matthew’s arms, Chris can’t ignore the feeling of belonging that rushes over him.

Will he take the risk to love again, or continue to yearn for a ghost?

Read a teaser

The early evening sun glowed in the sky. Birds still sang. The breeze caressed his face, gentle and warm. Only white wisps of cloud trailed across the sky. It was an evening meant to walk hand in hand with a lover.

Chris sighed and drank some of his whisky. Since his boyfriend left him nearly a year ago, he hadn’t met anyone who stirred his heart. If there were any gay guys at the gathering, he’d yet to identify them. Since he was the only gay man among his friendship group, Chris expected to be the only person who hadn’t hooked up with someone by the time the bride and groom met at the altar. He smiled to himself recalling a work colleague’s words about wedding festivities. “That’s what usually happens isn’t it … you sleep with someone out of sheer envy for the “glowing with love” bride and groom?” Chris had laughed when the guy put air commas around the words “glowing with love.” “Some might. I might not,” but in his heart he dearly wished for a gentle, handsome man to love. Chris was lonelier than he admitted to himself or anyone else.

Four days of games, parties, and outings stretched ahead of him. Chris forced a more positive mood. This is a beautiful estate. I should explore. Phil’s parents owned the huge old house on a wealth of gardens. Ben, Phil’s dad, ran his events planning business from there and often one or two of the large rooms were used for conferences. Presently, the estate was closed for two weeks as the families and friends assembled to celebrate Phil’s wedding.

He peeled the label that named him from his jacket lapel, and stuffed it into his pocket. Then left his half-empty glass on a bench beside a row of rose bushes, heavy with large pink blooms, and wandered off down the path that wound around the house. The hem of his jacket trailed along two of the flowers and the perfume shed by the roses followed him.

The path forked at a corner of the house, and Chris took the one that led into an archway of trees. The path beneath his feet changed. Some of the paving stones held large cracks where tiny white daisies grew among dark moss. Chris bent and picked one—so small, yet so perfect. He put it into the buttonhole on his collar. The tree branches met at their canopy and only a few slanting rays of sun penetrated. Some scented climbing flowers wove through the trees, twining around their trunks. Chris smiled, enjoying the fragrant enclosure. Peace dropped over him as he walked.

At the end of the path, he turned at a fork that led toward the house again. Chris considered striking out across the lawn for a look at what appeared to be a small round pond, but the evening sun had disappeared behind a bank of clouds. He glanced upward at the sky. A few large orbs of rain splattered on his face. Funny, only minutes ago it didn’t look like rain at all.

He walked more rapidly in the direction of the house as the sky became overcast. On this side of the building, he could see a long line of windows, two of which from that angle, seemed to be French doors, and they were flung open. As Chris neared them, strains of music floated in the descending twilight. Fairy lights glittered, strung across the tops of the doors, and as the rain fell, the drops reflected their silvery twinkle.

By the time Chris reached the entrance, dark stars of raindrops patterned his dove-gray suit jacket and dampened his face. Chris dashed into the room accessible from the large glass doors and froze. He’d expected this to be another way into the living room he’d left earlier, especially with the lure of music guiding him, but a totally different and smaller room lay before him, and in the middle of the parquet, a man danced a kind of waltz, alone, clutching a rectangular cushion to his chest.

Copyright E. D. Parr 2020, Evernight Publishing

Five facts about Christopher Everhart

1.   He’s a corporate lawyer

2.   He lives in an ultra-modern apartment, all glass, chrome and sparkly concrete

3.   He can’t dance

4.   He drives an SUV

5.   He loves burgers and salad

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