You
Can See Me
A.E.
Via
Genre: Gay, Multiple Partners,
Erotic Romance
Publisher: All Romance eBooks
Date of Publication: August 1 2016
ISBN: 978-1-943576-93-7
Number of pages: 358
Word Count: 72000
Cover Artist: Erin Dameron Hill
Book Description:
It
takes more than perseverance to recover from tragedy...you also need love.
Following a horrific accident
that leaves him blind, renowned chef Prescott Vaughan loses his fiancé and all
hope for his career. Recovery and confidence in his skills come slowly, along
with feelings he hasn’t experienced in a long time when he meets his new
neighbor, Dr. Rickson Edwards.
Unlike Prescott, Ric is open
about his attraction to men yet has issues that complicate their relationship.
A brief separation threatens his hopes for an eventual reunion when Prescott
befriends the handsome aspiring chef Blair McKenzie, who wants more than
cooking advice.
Ric doubts Pres can let go of the
charming southerner, but after an encounter with the sinfully sexy man, he
can't help his attraction as well. Pres feels he must choose but realizes…does
he have to?
Excerpt
Pres didn’t want
to think about being lonely anymore. Last night he’d eaten his langoustine
lobster alone when his girlfriend never showed up after happy hour. He’d called
her a couple times, but it went straight to voice mail.
The next morning
he’d done his usual Friday morning workout with his personal trainer and worked
on some reviews since he didn’t go into the office. In the afternoon, he did
meaningless organization in his kitchen pantry and marinated some pork
tenderloin for dinner.
Cooking always
made him feel better. He only wished he had someone besides himself to enjoy
it, too. He’d even gone as far as giving his neighbors Jeff and Cindy a couple
dishes, just to hear a few compliments. How pathetic.
While he waited
a few minutes to cook his meat, he sat at the kitchen island and listened to an
audiobook his dad had given him. Josey came over and whined at him, laying his
heavy head on his knee.
“Sorry, boy. You
need to go out, huh?” Pres got up and moved quickly and effortlessly to his
bedroom to change into something a little more comfortable. Josey whined some
more. “Okay, okay. I’m coming, Josey.”
Pres slid into
his Jordan flip-flops and grabbed a plastic doggie-poop bag and the leash from
out of his hall closet. He took his keys off the hook, grabbed his long cane,
set the alarm, and left his condo. He didn’t need to put Josey’s harness on.
They’d walked this path for over three years now, and he knew it well.
As Pres waited
for the elevator, he felt a presence next to him. It was a male presence
because the scent was spicy with a sweet undertone. Just when Pres prepared to
speak, his visitor spoke to him first.
“Hello,” he said
in a deep, sultry voice.
“Good evening,”
Pres responded.
“Going for a
little stroll, huh? He’s a beautiful dog. May I pet him?” asked the
good-smelling stranger. His accent was slightly northern but not overly
pronounced. Listening to him speak made Pres think about what the man’s mouth
might look like. If a person had a strong voice, he immediately pictured a
warm, inviting smile covered by full lips.
“Yes, go right
ahead. He’s very spoiled. Any attention he can get, he’s more than willing to
take.” Pres lifted Josey’s leash, making him rise up off his belly.
“Awww. So
handsome. You’re a good boy, aren’t you? Yes, I can tell you’re a good boy,”
the stranger crooned to his dog.
Pres could hear
the man ruffling Josey’s scruff underneath his collar as he scratched him.
“So do you live
on this floor?” Pres figured he’d spark a little conversation since the
elevator was taking forever.
“Yep. Actually,
just a few doors down from you,” he replied happily.
“You know where
I live? Well, now I have to kill ya,” Pres joked, hoping his neighbor had a
sense of humor, which he did because he heard him let out a genuinely deep
laugh.
With a laugh
like that, he definitely has a nice smile.
“Funny guy, huh?
My name is Rickson Edwards, but everyone calls me Ric. I’m sorry I haven’t
introduced myself sooner, but I’m fairly new to the building, and every time I
see you, you’re either just getting on or off of the elevator.”
He felt Ric take
his hand that wasn’t holding Josey’s leash and slide his into it during his
introduction. Damn, he has a strong handshake.
Pres returned
the firm grip. “I’m Prescott Vaughan. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr.
Edwards.”
“How respectful
of you, but there is no Mr. Edwards, just Ric…Mr. Vaughan.”
Pres mocked him
right back. “How respectful of you, but Mr. Vaughan lives in Richmond with my mother,
just Prescott, or Pres, if you like.”
“I do like…I
mean the name. I like your name,” Ric stammered.
Pres smiled as
he imagined a slight blush creeping up on the man’s face.
At its arrival,
they both stepped into the elevator, leaving the introduction awkwardness in
the hallway. Neither said another word. There was only the humming of the
elevator gears as it descended its way to the lobby.
Pres was overly
aware of Ric’s gaze on him, and it made him smile.
“Why are you
smiling?” his neighbor asked.
“Why are you
staring at me?” Pres retorted.
“Because
you’re—” He stopped quickly.
“Because I’m
what?” Pres questioned, wondering why Ric didn’t finish his sentence.
“Nothing. Didn’t
mean to stare, and I’m not even going to ask how you knew that I was, either.”
He laughed.
“It’s within my
power,” Pres joked back.
Pres found
himself trying to imagine what Ric’s face looked like. If the appearance
matched the voice and humor, then he probably had light brown hair and light
green or hazel eyes. His cheekbones could probably make a woman envious, and he
didn’t breathe heavily, so Pres assumed he didn’t have any weight issues. His
voice came from slightly above Pres when he spoke, so the man was taller than
him, making Ric probably six-foot-two or three. Being closed in the small
compartment had Pres’s sensitive nose filled with Ric’s unique scent. It had
him feeling dizzy and a little disoriented. That spicy, sweet combination was
like nothing he’d ever smelled before. He liked it…a lot.
That thought did
not freak out Pres at all, and liking the man’s smell was an interesting
feeling for him. He wasn’t squeamish that a man had given him such a sensual
reaction. If he was going to be totally honest with himself, everything he did
when he was in his fraternity didn’t scream hetero from the word go, but that
was over twelve years ago. Pres had not met a man he was attracted to
since…until now.
The elevator
doors opened, and Pres extended his hand, telling Ric to go ahead and exit
first.
“Thank you,
Pres.”
“You’re welcome.
It was nice meeting you, Ric. Have a good evening.”
“Likewise,” Ric
said.
Pres walked
through the lobby having a nagging urge to turn around and look back. But that
was fucking pointless…right?
Review:
A great threesome novel with all the things you look for in a romance.
4/5
A great threesome novel with all the things you look for in a romance.
4/5
About
the Author:
A.E. Via graduated in May of 2008
with a Bachelor’s Degree in Sociology from Virginia Wesleyan College. She's a
new author to the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her writing embodies everything
from spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists
that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she’s not clicking away at
her laptop, A.E. runs a very successful paralegal-for-hire business and in her
spare time, she devotes herself to her family - a husband and four children -
her two pets, a Maltese dog and her white Siamese cat, ELynn, named after the
late great gay romance author ELynn Harris. While Blue Moon is her first novel,
she has plenty more to come...so sit back and grab a cool drink, because the
male on male action is just heating up!
Website: http://www.authoraevia.com/
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