Blog Tour Excerpts – Out Of The Shade – S.A. McAuley (Lecture en VO)

#BLOGTOUR « Out of the shade » de S.A. McAuley est disponible depuis hier en VO. En voici un petit extrait… Mon avis très bientôt 😉

Publisher: Self-pub (S.A. McAuley, LLC)

Release Date (Print & Ebook): May 21, 2019

Length (Print & Ebook): 332 pages (print), 103k words

Subgenre: Contemporary

Warnings: alcoholism, mentions of sexual and physical abuse, mentions of drug addiction, mentions of rape, attempted suicide by a minor character, violence, homophobia, closeting

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Résumé TdT

Jesse Solomona a toujours essayé d’être l’hétéro parfait – un arrogant fan de sport qui boit plus qu’à l’époque de sa fraternité et un expert en aventures d’un soir. Qu’il fréquente autant d’hommes que de femmes est un secret que Jesse cache depuis des années, craignant de perdre sa famille et ses amis proches. C’est un gars de Kensington, un groupe de mecs qui ont grandi dans le même quartier et qui ont tous fini par retourner dans leur ville natale. Ils sont ainsi que sa famille sont les seules choses qui comptent encore dans son piteuse vie.

Chuck Dunn, un photographe sportif tatoué avec des piercings, refusant de retourner dans le placard depuis qu’il a été renié par sa famille, mais il continue de choisir des hommes qui ne peuvent pas être pleinement avec lui. Enfin libéré d’une relation à long terme qu’il aurait dû arrêter, il quitte son poste très en vue pour revenir à l’art de la photographie sportive – documenter un club de boxe local qui travaille avec des adolescents à risque. Il n’a peut-être plus la même allure, mais il travaille pour être heureux avec qui il est.

Lorsque Chuck se joint à l’une des ligues sportives des centres communautaires pour garçons de Kensington, les règles que s’impose Jesse sont systématiquement démolies. Mais il y a un obstacle que Jesse n’a pas la force de franchir, c’est de sortir du placard devant les autres mecs de Kensington. Chuck sait que sortir avec Jesse est une mauvaise idée. Tomber amoureux de lui, l’est encore pire. Mais il ne peut pas rester à l’écart.

Chuck est endommagé par son passé. Jesse a peur de son avenir. Mais ensemble, ils pourront peut-être sortir de l’ombre.

Extraits en VO

Jesse downed the dregs of his coffee and draped an arm over the back of the booth. “How long you gone for?”
“What? You want to see me again?”
“Maybe.” Definitely.
“About three weeks, depending on how fast I can work. Give me your phone.”
Jesse lifted an eyebrow but entered the passcode and slid it over to Chuck.
“The factory stock background? Really, Jesse?”
Jesse shrugged. “Can’t offend anyone with that.”
Chuck shook his head and tapped on Jesse’s screen. A split-second later Chuck’s cell pinged. Chuck moved over to his own phone and typed something out, pushing Jesse’s cell back toward him at the same time.
Just as Jesse picked it up, a text popped up in a new thread with a number that wasn’t in his contacts—Kiss my ass, beast
Jesse smirked.
Chuck sat back, waving a hand across the table. “There. You have my digits and I have yours. Call me, maybe?”
“You didn’t.”
That one dimple was in full effect when Chuck smiled this time. “I did. Gay, remember? Now walk me to my truck.”
Chuck swiped the bill before Jesse could and went up to pay instead of waiting for the server.
Jesse hesitated at the side of Chuck’s truck, wondering whether Chuck would try to kiss him, but Chuck just threw a lop-sided grin at him and said, “I’ll see you.” Then he opened his door, settled in, and drove off with one last wave as he pulled out of the parking lot.
Jesse stood there, stunned.
Chuck had just given him the same brush-off that he’d given to more girls than he wanted to count.
Shit. This was what that felt like?
Call me, maybe?
Fuck it. No better time than the present. Jesse dug in his pocket for his phone. He saved the number from his text thread and hit the button to call. Chuck picked up on the first ring. “Miss me already?”
Jesse could picture Chuck driving, his phone cradled to his ear, that sideways grin plastered to his face. “Three weeks, huh?”
“Yeah. Give or take.”
He wanted to say, text me when your flight lands. But how fucking needy was that? Instead he said, “Just making sure you didn’t give me a fake number.”
“I’m not into games, Jesse. I’ll text you when I get into New York. Call me when you have time.”
“Okay,” he replied, surprised at the relief that was evident in his voice.
Three weeks.
His cock ached at the thought, but his chest hurt even worse.
It had only taken one night for Chuck to burrow under his skin.
Fuck.
This was not how he’d expected the night to end at all.

About Author

Author S.A. McAuley is a wandering LGBTQ author who sleeps little and reads a lot. Happiest in a foreign country. Twitchy when not mentally in motion. Her name is Sam, not Sammy, definitely not Samantha. She’s a dark/cynical/jaded person, but hides that darkness well behind her obsession(s) with shiny objects

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