Blurb
When
Theo Samuels heads off to film on location in the village of
Stoneydale, he’s expecting drama to take place on camera, not off.
But when he meets gorgeous local lad, Eddie Henderson, he struggles
to ignore his attraction. A relationship between the two of them
would be utterly impractical, yet they’re drawn together
nonetheless. Can they overcome the seemingly endless hurdles between
them? Or is their fling destined to remain as just that?
Note:
Love on Location has been previously released as part of the Brit
Boys: On Boys boxed set.
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Excerpt
Theodore
Albert Samuels strode through Stoneydale Hall, barely giving the
opulent furnishings, the priceless art or the stunning architecture a
second glance. It belonged to him, after all. It was all his, his
birthright, his inheritance.
He
stopped suddenly. “Damn,” he muttered under his breath, hoping
none of the film crew were taking any notice of him. Looking over, it
appeared they were still absorbed in figuring out lighting, props and
where the actors should stand to get the best shots. Good—he wasn’t
due to have a camera pointed at him for another two days; plenty of
time to get his head around his role. And it was imperative he did—it
was his biggest and highest profile part to date. If he got this
right, it could truly launch his career. Maybe even into
Oscar-winning territory.
Taking
several deep breaths, he pulled himself up to his full height of 6ft
4” and adopted a haughty, disinterested manner—channelling Mr
Darcy, perhaps? Either the one from Pride and Prejudice or Bridget
Jones’ Diary would do.
I
am William Arthur Stoneydale. And this property is mine.
They’d
pretty much been given the run of the house—the real owners having
gone to the south of France for the summer—so Theo continued
marching around, upstairs and down, pulling in everything he could
from his surroundings to make him truly feel like lord of the manor.
Sighing,
he ran a hand through his mop of black curls and headed out into the
gardens. They were beautiful; all manicured lawns, parterres, rose
gardens, arches and perfectly placed shrubs. Despite the perfection,
Theo felt more comfortable here—probably because he’d always been
an outdoorsy sort, ever since he was a child. Only the strict yet
loving influences of his parents had coaxed him inside to do his
homework, study for his exams and eventually land himself a place at
The Royal Academy of Dramatic Art, better known as RADA.
The
latter had been completely his choice—his mother and father had
only wanted him to work hard and do his best. His career options had
not been chosen by them, only supported.
Slumping
onto a bench, Theo reminded himself of his parents’ wholehearted
support and belief. That, and the fact he’d graduated from RADA
with a first. Following that, he’d gone from strength to strength.
“Come
on, Theo,” he muttered to himself. “You can do this. It’s just
another role. A role you can play. Can be.”
His
solo pep talk was interrupted by the sound of footsteps crunching on
gravel. Then, from behind a line of expertly done topiary appeared a
young man, perhaps a few years Theo’s junior.
“Oh,”
the other man said, slowing as he spotted Theo, “sorry. Didn’t
know anyone would be out here. You’re not filming, are you?” He
looked around for cameras. “I was told it wouldn’t be for a few
days, give me time to finish—”
Theo
cut him off. “Relax, mate, there’s no filming today. Not
anywhere. The crew are still setting things up.”
The
other man heaved a sigh of relief. “Oh, that’s all right then.
Gave me a fright, that did. I need to make sure everything’s spot
on in the gardens before they get rolling. So, what’s the star of
the show doing out here by himself, anyway?”
Theo
gave a wry grin. “Oh, I don’t know about star.”
The
man made a scoffing sound. Then, “That’s not what I’ve heard.
I’m Eddie, by the way. Eddie Henderson.”
Theo
took the hand that was offered, and shook it. “Theodore Samuels.
Theo. Nice to meet you.”
“You
too. So, you never answered my question. Everything all right?”
“Yeah,
I suppose,” Theo said with a shrug. “Just nerves, I think. I’m
struggling to get into the right mindset for this character. But I’ve
got a couple of days—so I won’t panic just yet. Actually,” he
paused as a bright idea illuminated his brain, “could I ask you
something?”
Eddie
took a seat beside Theo on the bench, and it was only when they were
up close and personal that he realised just how handsome the younger
man was. He had a lightly-muscled build, ginger hair, a riot of
freckles on his face and forearms, blue-green eyes and a slight gap
between his two front teeth. Cute and sexy all at once. Christ, he’s
going to be trouble.
Author
Bio
Lucy
Felthouse
is
the
award-winning
author
of
erotic
romance
novels
Stately
Pleasures
(named
in
the
top
5
of
Cliterati.co.uk’s
100
Modern
Erotic
Classics
That
You’ve
Never
Heard
Of,
and
an
Amazon
bestseller)
and
Eyes
Wide
Open
(an
Amazon
bestseller).
Including
novels,
short
stories
and
novellas,
she
has
over
140
publications
to
her
name.
She
owns
Erotica
For
All,
is
book
editor
for
Cliterati,
and
is
one
eighth
of
The
Brit
Babes.
Find
out
more
about
her
writing
at
http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk,
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