Second to None
The Breakfast Club, Book 3
Felice Stevens
M/M Romance
Cover Designer: Reese Dante
Cover Photo: Stock Photo
Release Date: January 28, 2016
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/1K7uhSq
BLURB:
Nightclub owner Marcus Feldman never met a man
he didn’t love, at least for the night. Although his best friends have all
found love, Marcus shuns their advice to commit to one man and settle down. His
past has taught him monogamy and marriage is for fools, and Marcus is anything
but a fool.
Tyler Reiss’s dream of dancing professionally is
unexpectedly cut short and replaced by a different kind of love. He trades in
his ballet slippers for go go boots, and spends his nights dancing at the
hottest gay club in the city. Flirting with the customers for tips is easy, but
resisting the dark and sexy Marcus is becoming harder to do with each passing
day.
Unforeseen circumstances bring Marcus and Tyler
closer and though they give in to their mutual passion, both still struggle to
guard their hearts. When crises threaten, Tyler and Marcus find their strength
in each other rather than falling apart. Tyler must choose to either run, or
stay and fight for the life he wants, while Marcus realizes that love doesn’t
mean losing himself and opens his heart, making him a better man in the end.
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EXCERPT
“Marcus?”
His eyelids fluttered open to the sight of a
hospital room instead of his bedroom. His neck hurt and his legs were contorted
in a pretzel-like position. He untangled himself from the chair he’d fallen
asleep in after they moved Tyler to a room last night around three a.m., and
walked over to the hospital bed where Tyler lay wide-awake.
Tyler stared up at him, confusion apparent in
his furrowed brow, but Marcus noticed his bright, pain-free eyes.
“Hey, how’re you feeling?”
“Like someone punched my guts in.” He licked
his lips. “Is there any water? I’m really thirsty.”
Marcus took the plastic cup from the swing
table next to the bed and poured Tyler a small glass. “Let me raise the bed for
you so you don’t spill it.” Tyler nodded and Marcus pressed the button and
watched the head of the bed raise up a few inches before stopping. “Here. Drink
it slow.”
Tyler gave him a searching look but said
nothing and drank his water. His head fell back on the pillow, and he closed
his eyes.
“What are you doing here?”
“That’s not very nice. How about: ‘Thanks
Marcus for staying the night. I appreciate it.’”
He grinned at Tyler who rolled his eyes.
“Thanks Marcus for staying the night. I appreciate it.” He sighed. “But why are
you here? And what time is it anyway?”
Marcus consulted his watch. “It’s seven a.m.
The doctor said last night when they brought you into the room here that if you
didn’t show any signs of a concussion, they’d spring you out sometime this
morning.”
“Okay. But that doesn’t answer my question
about what you’re doing here.”
“I stayed to make sure you were okay, plus I’m
taking you home when you’re discharged.”
“I can call a cab.” Tyler winced as he sat up.
“I’m fine, and it doesn’t hurt nearly as bad as it did yesterday.” His fingers
touched his side. “They have me taped up pretty well.”
“Let me see.” Before Tyler responded, Marcus placed
his hand over Tyler’s rib cage and felt the bulky bandage through the thin
fabric of the hospital gown. He slid his hand around Tyler’s waist.
“Marcus, stop,” Tyler warned.
“Stop what?” He might be far from innocent,
but he could play the part.
“Oh, am I interrupting?” A nurse walked in
with a tray and a thermometer. “I’m sorry, but I have to give him his meds and
take his BP and temperature.”
“I hope you’re taking it rectally. I was
always told it gave the most accurate reading. Is that true?” He stepped away
from the bed and winked at the nurse, who broke out in laughter.
“Marcus, shut up,” said Tyler, not even trying
to hide the exasperation in his voice.
“Oh Marcus, you’re silly.” She bit her lips to
stop her amusement. “Don’t worry, Mr. Reiss. Your boyfriend is right, but we
take it by the eardrum method. It’s very accurate as well.” She busied herself,
unaware of Tyler’s glare. “Just relax now.”
After finishing, she pulled away the blood
pressure machine and smiled. “Very good. All your vitals are excellent. How’s
your head?”
“Hard as a rock,” Marcus spoke before Tyler
could answer.
“Oh, you’re a kidder.” She patted him on his
arm. “I think it’s sweet the way you stayed here all night to make sure
everything was okay. And now you get to take him home and baby him.”
Watching Tyler grow angrier by the minute was
a better show than anything he’d ever watched on television. “I’m looking
forward to it. I may have to borrow a nurse outfit.”
The nurse’s laughter followed her out the
door, but Tyler was having none of it. Seeing the hostility in his blue-gray
eyes, Marcus girded himself.
“What the hell are you talking about? I’m not
going home with you.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Felice
Stevens has always been a romantic at heart. While life is tough, she believes
there is a happy ending for everyone. She started reading traditional
historical romances as a teenager, then life and law school got in the way. It
wasn't until she picked up a copy of Bertrice Small and became swept away to
Queen Elizabeth's court that her interest in romance novels was renewed.
But somewhere along the way, her reading shifted to stories of men falling in love. Once she picked up her first gay romance, she became so enamored of the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion there was no turning back.
Felice lives in New York City with her husband and two children. Her day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. Although she practices law, she daydreams of a time when she can sit by a beach and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be some angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.
But somewhere along the way, her reading shifted to stories of men falling in love. Once she picked up her first gay romance, she became so enamored of the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion there was no turning back.
Felice lives in New York City with her husband and two children. Her day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. Although she practices law, she daydreams of a time when she can sit by a beach and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be some angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.
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