Tag Archives: Proud Flesh

Conversations with my Editor

It’s no secret to anyone who’s known me any length of time–I love to tease my editor at Loose Id. Today, because I was bored and restless and itchy because I can’t take meds before my lung function test tomorrow, I sent her this:

Me: Hee hee. If Julian was real, he’d so kill me:

There was a new layer of muscle on his back and, when Leo explored farther, his ass too.

“How much time do you spend at the gym?”

Julian paused in his ravaging of Leo’s body. “Shut up. It’s not like this job doesn’t need it.” He nibbled his way down Leo’s jaw, pushing Leo’s head back with the pressure, then licked a tickling, arousing line down his neck. “Just think what that muscle can do for you tonight.”

“Fuck,” Leo whispered, and Julian laughed.

“Damn right.” But he was no more immune to the heat between them than Leo was. He arched and rubbed himself against Leo, panting in his ear, and the motion seemed as involuntary as the low groan that shivered against Leo’s skin. “Unph,” he muttered, and grabbed the side of Leo’s ass. His breath shuddered out of him. “No, I’m supposed to go slow. It’s Valentine’s.” He growled and buried his face in Leo’s chest. “This was supposed to be romantic.”

Slow would have been nice, but Julian wasn’t even twenty-five yet. Leo doubted he was capable of slow, not until the edge was taken off. “You brought flowers and wine and fancy chocolate. I’d say we’ve covered the romance part of it. To hell with slow. We’ve got all night, if you want to do slow later.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” And to prove his point, Leo rolled over on top of Julian and kissed him like he was still twenty, and not looking forty square in the eye.

——-
Some possible pronoun confusion there, but poor Leo.

And what I got back from her:
DUDE! … Omg, why don’t they stock emergency makeout boys in (nameless coffee shop where she likes to hang out and tease the boys)? Fucking toppy Julian. Omg, fucking take-me-baby Leo. Omg.
——-
So, yeah. I think I pushed some buttons there. 😀

But you’re all gonna hate me for what I’m doing to Dave. #sorry #notsorry

#MANLOVESUNDAY Blog Hop — Proud Flesh

Click the link to see who else is on the hop today!

It’s almost a week since Flesh Market came out. I thought I’d toss out a tidbit of the sequel, tentatively titled Proud Flesh. Leo’s hunting apartments for Julian, and he thinks he’s found the perfect one. Julian’s still in Kansas City, so this is all taking place by video call.

“Bedroom or bathroom?”

“Bathroom first. Save the best for last.”

Leo laughed and headed for the bathroom. “How’d you get along with the prosecutor’s office?”

“Fine. It was all the same stuff. They really wanted to go into detail.”

“They always do.” Leo paused and turned the camera back to himself. “How was it?”

He saw Julian’s jaw working and knew that what came after was going to be a lie. “It was fine.”

It hadn’t been. Julian still denied it was rape, and that denial fueled a rage that was going to get him bounced out of the FBI if he didn’t deal with it soon. There was nothing Leo could do about it, though, so he simply nodded, defusing Julian’s incipient explosion, and continued the tour. He crossed the short hallway and turned into the bathroom, spinning the phone to point at the tub as he did so.

Dead silence, then Julian’s voice breathed out of the tiny speaker, low and needy. “Oh, the things I could do to you in that tub.”

Flesh Market is here!


And luckily I have class today, and an assignment to finish, so I absolutely don’t have time to keep hitting refresh. Nope. Not a bit. *click, click*

In completely other news, I’m working on the sequel to Flesh Market, and the sequel to Bite Me Tender. Hopefully within the year for both of them.