Welcome to Sunday Snog. This week a first exclusive snippet from The Silk Tie which is due for release from Amazon on the 4th of August. Here's the back cover information…
Professional life in the City of London is tough going which is why my husband Gabe and I live by the motto work hard and play hard. So when something, or rather someone, comes along that changes how he wants to play I’m intrigued by our sexy new game.
But there's always private sides to the ones you love, and in this case new thoughts and desires are stealing Gabe’s dreams. It’s not until I meet Brent—gorgeous and sophisticated yet soul-achingly alone—that I begin to understand the complex layers of Gabe’s needs and exactly what I have to do.
But I’m not afraid; in fact the idea of two men turns me the hell on. In a whirlwind of romance, fear, desire and a new cresting wave of passion we open up to each other, testing the water for one weekend only. Or is it? Will we ever be the same again? Can Gabe and I survive our decision to let a third into our bed? Can Brent just walk away and, more importantly, will we let him?
SNOG - taken from about a third of the way into the book. Hayley has stumbled across Gabe and Brent sitting cozy in front of the fire with a nightcap, but instead of announcing herself, she stays hidden in the shadows and eavesdrops. Brent is revealing things about his former lovers and Gabe listening intently…
“If I could have chosen…” Brent said. “In an ideal world. I’d have had them both, Samuel and Nadia, and they would have got on, no jealousy, no animosity, they’d have been there for each other.”
“What, as lovers?” Gabe asked.
“Yes, the human heart has lots of space for love and devotion. As long as everyone is honest, all manner of relationships work. It’s just us, our culture that says it's one man, one woman.”
“More and more same-sex marriages are becoming commonplace,” Gabe said.
“Yes, and I applaud and support that, but will polygamy ever be accepted?”
“I can’t answer that, not as a lawyer or as a man.”
They were quiet for a moment, then Brent spoke. “You and Hayley seem very happy together.”
“Yes. We’re the lucky ones.”
“I’m pleased for you.” Brent paused. “She’s a beautiful, smart, sexy woman, a wife any man would be proud of.”
“I am proud of her…very.”
“She’d never do to you what Nadia has done to me.” Brent rubbed at his scratchy cheek again and the sandpapery sound of his palm creating friction reached me.
“No, she wouldn’t,” Gabe said. “Honesty is the foundation of our relationship.”
“It’s the best starting point.” Brent poured more whiskey. “And have you always been faithful to her?”
“Yes, of course.” Gabe took a sip of his drink. “I’d be crazy to risk losing the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I smiled and hugged my arms around myself. It was time to let it be known that I was there.
“You should never risk losing something you love.” Brent leaned closer to Gabe. He had a wicked smile on his face. “But of course, you don’t need to be faithful in fantasies.”
I paused.
“That’s true.” Gabe set his drink aside.
“So who do you fantasize about?” Brent asked.
Gabe laughed quietly. “Honestly?”
Mmm, now I was curious. Very curious, I knew what I was doing was wrong, eavesdropping from the shadows like this, but I couldn’t help myself, my feet were harnessed to the floor and I was gripping the doorframe.
“Yeah, honestly.” Brent whispered. “Who do you honestly fantasize about?”
“Hayley,” Gabe said, his voice low and deep.
“Oh, come on, there must be an actress who yanks your chain.”
Gabe shook his head. “No.” He paused. “But there is someone.”
“Who?”
Gabe said nothing; he pressed his lips together and narrowed his eyes.
I stepped back, gathering my robe into my fists, and held my breath.
I’d seen that look on my husband’s face before…
“Who?” Brent said again in barely a whisper. “Who do you fantasize about?”
“You,” Gabe said. “I’ve been fantasizing about you, Brent.”
Gabe tipped forward, wrapped his hand around the back of Brent’s neck, and drew their mouths together.
“If I could have chosen…” Brent said. “In an ideal world. I’d have had them both, Samuel and Nadia, and they would have got on, no jealousy, no animosity, they’d have been there for each other.”
“What, as lovers?” Gabe asked.
“Yes, the human heart has lots of space for love and devotion. As long as everyone is honest, all manner of relationships work. It’s just us, our culture that says it's one man, one woman.”
“More and more same-sex marriages are becoming commonplace,” Gabe said.
“Yes, and I applaud and support that, but will polygamy ever be accepted?”
“I can’t answer that, not as a lawyer or as a man.”
They were quiet for a moment, then Brent spoke. “You and Hayley seem very happy together.”
“Yes. We’re the lucky ones.”
“I’m pleased for you.” Brent paused. “She’s a beautiful, smart, sexy woman, a wife any man would be proud of.”
“I am proud of her…very.”
“She’d never do to you what Nadia has done to me.” Brent rubbed at his scratchy cheek again and the sandpapery sound of his palm creating friction reached me.
“No, she wouldn’t,” Gabe said. “Honesty is the foundation of our relationship.”
“It’s the best starting point.” Brent poured more whiskey. “And have you always been faithful to her?”
“Yes, of course.” Gabe took a sip of his drink. “I’d be crazy to risk losing the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I smiled and hugged my arms around myself. It was time to let it be known that I was there.
“You should never risk losing something you love.” Brent leaned closer to Gabe. He had a wicked smile on his face. “But of course, you don’t need to be faithful in fantasies.”
I paused.
“That’s true.” Gabe set his drink aside.
“So who do you fantasize about?” Brent asked.
Gabe laughed quietly. “Honestly?”
Mmm, now I was curious. Very curious, I knew what I was doing was wrong, eavesdropping from the shadows like this, but I couldn’t help myself, my feet were harnessed to the floor and I was gripping the doorframe.
“Yeah, honestly.” Brent whispered. “Who do you honestly fantasize about?”
“Hayley,” Gabe said, his voice low and deep.
“Oh, come on, there must be an actress who yanks your chain.”
Gabe shook his head. “No.” He paused. “But there is someone.”
“Who?”
Gabe said nothing; he pressed his lips together and narrowed his eyes.
I stepped back, gathering my robe into my fists, and held my breath.
I’d seen that look on my husband’s face before…
“Who?” Brent said again in barely a whisper. “Who do you fantasize about?”
“You,” Gabe said. “I’ve been fantasizing about you, Brent.”
Gabe tipped forward, wrapped his hand around the back of Brent’s neck, and drew their mouths together.
"If you enjoyed The Glass Knot, you'll LOVE The Silk Tie!"
