Hi Jennifer – Thank you for having me at your blog!
My latest installment in the MM Uniform Encounters series – Arresting Behaviour – was just recently released, and hit the All Romance and Amazon bestseller lists – for which I am very grateful. As a little thank you for stopping by to visit me at Jennifer’s blog today, I will give away a $5 Amazon gift card, and a little swag pack that includes a mystery romance prize to one lucky commenter. Just leave a comment with your contact info on which man in uniform is your secret fantasy.
All of the books in Uniform Encounters feature a different man in uniform, along with their potential love interest. Although the books are part of a series, they can be read as standalones – but the stories all take place in Mesa Arizona. In Arresting Behaviour my two main characters have a lot to overcome in order to be together - not the least of which is cultural backgrounds, old anger and lack of trust. One is a homicide detective and another is a Native American. What I first thought would be my biggest challenge – creating a situation where two opposites would realistically get together – ended up being my favorite thing about their story. I think it’s because the intense chemistry and sexual tension between these two men just clicked for me. I also love a good murder mystery, and so I went all out for this one by incorporating a serial killer into the storyline. Read on for a little taste of my boys.
Native American Quinn and Detective Jake come from two opposing worlds. But when opposites attract, the result is explosive.
He was in dangerous territory by staying alone with the man at his place. There couldn’t be any nonsense going on between them. Besides, Quinn hadn’t exactly invited him over, he had just barged his way in. Now he was feeling foolish. Had he overstepped his boundaries? It was just that he’d been so upset when Quinn had told him about the previous night—a knot of fear had settled in his stomach at the thought of that sick bastard being alone with Quinn, touching him, getting ready to do God-knows-what.
He would be completely professional. He was only there to keep watch. That was it.
It was going to be a long night.
He also needed to head to the station early in the morning to make sure that the whole poetry night sting was set, and brief the lieutenant on his progress. Plus, he had to follow up on the list Quinn had given him of previous partners. He couldn’t just remain glued to Quinn’s side, even if that did seem like a nice idea.
He could feel a stirring in his jeans, and wasn’t sure all the resolve in the world would help him if he were to arrive at Quinn’s place with a hard-on.
They got there ten minutes later, and Jake felt he had himself under control. It was a gorgeous starry night, and he marvelled at the display in the sky this far out from the city lights. That was one of his favourite things about the desert—everything seemed much purer out there.
He jumped out of his truck as Quinn languidly got out of his car then walked towards him. He had the briefest sensation the man was going to punch him or something, because his pace quickened and he moved with such intent. The light from the waning full moon illuminated Quinn’s graceful and sexy form as he drew nearer. Just as he got to him, Quinn reached out, grabbed the back of Jake’s head and clamped his mouth onto Jake’s lips.
His breath was startled right out of him, but all he could do was melt against Quinn’s muscled body, and reach up to twine his fingers in the man’s glorious mane of hair. This was exactly what he wasn’t supposed to be doing, but all reason and sanity had disappeared once Quinn had locked lips with his.
There was nothing polite or reserved in the kiss. It was raw and feral, and everything Jake had dreamt it would be. They used their hands everywhere on each other’s body, as Quinn continued to plunder Jake’s mouth. He felt himself being guided towards Quinn’s front door. At some point, Quinn managed to get it open—no lock as he’d said—and they stumbled inside, still tangled up with each other. Quinn kept pushing Jake farther in, and he began to feel the smallest stirrings of concern.
It’s not right. I shouldn’t—not yet.
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