Blurb
There'd forever
been a thread running through Trevor Estes's life—his son Riley,
strong and constant like heartbeat. But when Riley is killed in
combat, everything in Trevor's life unravels into a mess he doesn't
know how to mourn.
Until
Jesse Byrne, Riley's friend and platoon mate, arrives on his doorstep
with a box of Riley's things. Jesse's all-too-familiar grief provides
an unlikely source of comfort for Trevor; knowing he's not alone is
exactly what he needs. Trevor never imagined he'd find someone who
fills his heart with hope again. As the pair celebrate Riley's
memory, their unique bond deepens into something irreplaceable—and
something neither man can live without.
But
diving into a relationship can't be so simple. Being together means
Trevor risking the last link he has to his son...leaving Jesse to
wonder if he'll ever be enough, or if Trevor will always be haunted
by the past.
Excerpt
Jesse
tried it, and soon they were laughing, trying to top each other’s
skywriting artwork, running through the box of sparklers until they
were down to the last few.
Finally
Trevor sank down on the stone bench, holding his aloft and looking up
at the sky. “I miss you, Riley James. I love you.”
Jesse
hoisted his sparkler up, too. “Miss you, Riles.”
Jesse
headed inside, amused at the sight of Trevor making himself at home
by brewing some coffee. His brown hair was flattened on one side,
sticking up on the other, and he had a red crease in his cheek from
where it’d been pressing against his hand.
Trevor
was wearing an old pair of jeans that hung loosely on his thin frame,
and a T-shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. His hands
were long-fingered and graceful, and Jesse noticed with a jolt that
he was wearing Riley’s watch, the oversize face almost swallowing
his slender wrist.
The
memory of Trevor stroking his tattoo a few hours ago sent another
wave of inappropriate desire surging through him, and Jesse gulped.
Jesus, get a grip! I’m his son’s friend! He won’t ever see me
as anything but a kid.
And
why should he? Besides Trevor being older, and way more experienced,
he was dealing with a ton of emotional baggage, not the least of
which, his recent breakup with the man he’d intended to marry, for
fuck’s sake.
Get
a grip, asshole. Seriously. He’s way out of your league and the
last thing he needs is some stupid kid mooning over him. What he
needs is a friend.
About
the Author
She
grew up with an Air Force dad, ended up marrying a Navy man, and has
lived and worked all over the country. Melanie hopes to bring these
rich and varied life experiences to her stories about people finding
love amidst real-life struggles.
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