Nothing Special #1
Detective Cashel 'Cash' Godfrey is big, tattooed and angry so people typically keep their distance. He's fresh out of the police academy, however, no one is looking to partner with the six foot four beast with a huge chip on his shoulder and an inability to trust. When Cash scans the orientation room he wasn't expecting to find sexy hazel eyes locked onto him. Eyes of the handsome Detective Leonidis 'Leo' Day.
Leo is charming, witty, hilariously sarcastic and the only one that can make Cash smile. He’s proud, out and one bad-ass detective.
Together Cash and Leo become the most revered and successful narcotics detectives Atlanta’s ever seen. Able to communicate and understand each other, without even having to voice it, they quickly climb up the promotional ranks.
When Cash saves Leo's life in a raid that turns deadly, Leo begins to see something in the big man that no one else does…something special. But Leo fears he'll never break through the impenetrable wall that protects Cash's heart.
Nothing Special takes the reader through various emotions throughout the richly fulfilling plot that’s full of erotic gay romance, heartache, passion, trials and tribulations, police action scenes, and an intriguing twist that comes to an amazing ending that’s impossible to see coming.
Original Review August 2015:
God and Leo are, simply put, irritatingly sexy. They are perfect partners, both on and off the clock. Leo is annoyingly optimistic and God is incredibly powerful and together they understand each other on an emotional, almost psychic, level even before they open their hearts to the other. Throw in a little crime, some co-worker flirting and fighting and you have a great summer read that will heat and cool your soul all year long.
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Author Bio:
Leo is charming, witty, hilariously sarcastic and the only one that can make Cash smile. He’s proud, out and one bad-ass detective.
Together Cash and Leo become the most revered and successful narcotics detectives Atlanta’s ever seen. Able to communicate and understand each other, without even having to voice it, they quickly climb up the promotional ranks.
When Cash saves Leo's life in a raid that turns deadly, Leo begins to see something in the big man that no one else does…something special. But Leo fears he'll never break through the impenetrable wall that protects Cash's heart.
Nothing Special takes the reader through various emotions throughout the richly fulfilling plot that’s full of erotic gay romance, heartache, passion, trials and tribulations, police action scenes, and an intriguing twist that comes to an amazing ending that’s impossible to see coming.
God and Leo are, simply put, irritatingly sexy. They are perfect partners, both on and off the clock. Leo is annoyingly optimistic and God is incredibly powerful and together they understand each other on an emotional, almost psychic, level even before they open their hearts to the other. Throw in a little crime, some co-worker flirting and fighting and you have a great summer read that will heat and cool your soul all year long.
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“Hey, hold on Leo.” Johnson grabbed the evidence bag and jogged over to the door pausing in front of Day. He leaned against the door jamb and propped his arm up on the wall beside Day’s head. Day hated when men used their height to stand over him…it irked his nerves...all men except for God. Day refused to look up at him. “You busy this Friday? My dad got me box tickets to the Braves game.”
Johnson boasted.
“Good for daddy, Johnson, but I’m not a baseball fan.” Day lied and sidestepped to head out the door but was again blocked by the tall man. Day heard God let out a small growl from farther in the room but chose to ignore it.
“That’s cool Leo.” Johnson was damn near standing on top of him as he spoke, but he’d be damn if he was going to back up. “So just talking would be nice…would you like to come over to my place tonight for a glass of wine?”
“Not even if Jesus was pouring it.” Day responded quickly.
He heard God let out a loud laugh and it made him turn up the corner of his mouth at the sound of it. God rarely laughed- hell the man rarely smiled - but somehow, Day could make him do both.
“What the fuck are you laughing at God?” Johnson moved away from Day.
“You. Daddy’s boy.” God’s smile left as fast as it came and he was back to typical intimidating God.
“Fuck you. I know Day is just showing off for you.” Johnson turned back to look at Day. “I’ll be sure to catch you when you’re alone.”
“I’ll be sure to have my rape whistle.” Day retorted.
Johnson turned a frustrated look at God. “I’m not finished with you yet, either,” with that hanging in the air, Johnson walked out the room.
“Duly noted.” God said with an uninterested shrug. Day slammed the door behind Johnson, closing just him and his partner in the room alone. Day hit the lights. “Setting the mood, Leo?” God grinned at him.
“I want to talk to you now.”
“You can’t always get what you want, Leonidis.” God rebutted.
“I want you.” Day said with no hesitation. The room was deathly silent.
After a few long seconds God responded simply, “No you don’t.”
“I do. Isn’t it obvious?” Day moved a little closer.
“You don’t know what the fuck you want. I’ve watched you for four years, jump from bed-to-bed and fuck your way through half of Atlanta. I have one emotional night and all of a sudden you want me…fuck you.” God said in his gruffest voice.
Day’s body heated instantly at the sound. He moved even closer to where God was standing on the opposite side of the table. “Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I was supposed to be saving myself for marriage, and even more so, I didn’t realize you were a goddamn virgin. How many women have I seen you fuck in that pussy-getting truck of yours, huh?” Day lowered his voice as he stood directly in front of God. “Just tell me you didn’t feel what I did last night,” he closed the small gap, not minding God’s height at all, and looked up into electric green eyes. “Tell me you don’t want me too, and I’ll back the fuck off.”
God looked down on him and Day could see the uncertainty all over that ruggedly handsome face. “Shits complicated, Leo.” God’s breath ghosted across his forehead.
“Make me understand, Cashel.” Day whispered and slowly brought his hands up to rest on God’s waist.
“What makes you think I’m gay or bi?” God asked avoiding Day’s request.
“Really? Maybe it’s this that makes me think that.” Day boldly palmed and squeezed God’s rock hard erection.
“Fuck.” God hissed. God grabbed Day’s shoulders and quickly moved him backwards until his back slammed hard into the wall.
“Fuck yeah. That’s it.” Day groaned. He held on tight while God hoisted him up against the wall and attacked his mouth. It wasn’t pretty or gentle. God kissed him with a fury that he hadn’t felt in years. It was erotically carnal, wicked, and Day loved every second. His feet dangled as God’s bulk pushed hard against him keeping him immobile and under his control.
“This what you want, you sexy fucker?” God snarled in his ear, then leaned in and bit the juncture of his neck that met with his shoulder.
“Augh, yes! I want you goddammit.” Day hissed into the darkness.
“Prove it.” God released him and Day dropped back to the ground. He immediately felt the loss of God’s heat and had to resist the urge to claw at the man. Day palmed his hard erection.
“Seriously. This isn’t fucking proof enough?” He said while seductively squeezing his cock and licking his red lips now full and pump from their kiss.
“I don’t give a damn about your wood. You get a hard-on when you drink coffee Leo.” God grabbed his coat and headed to the door. “If you want it, you’ll have to earn it.”
Day stalked over to him. “Did you make all those other bitches you fucked earn it first?” Day fumed. Not liking that God was thinking of playing a come-and-get-it game with him. God spun around fast and gripped Day around his throat, pulling him into his rock hard chest. Day hit that solid wall of muscles with a thud and the air rushed out of his lungs. Day put both his hands on God’s huge forearms that flexed against his touch. God bent his head and a few strands of his hair came a loose from the elastic band and brushed against the side of Day’s face. God looked and smelled so fucking delicious, like masculinity and aftershave. Day knew the grip on his neck was not to hurt him, it was to show him who was in charge. God’s sheer strength and power had Day feeling like he could come right there in the small conference room.
“Oh, so you want to be my bitch?” God’s mouth was at the base of his ear. He roughly ground his pelvis into Day’s stomach while the other hand got a firm grip in his hair at the back of his head. “Why didn’t you just say so? You want me to have you face down and ass up in my truck? Then we can go do that right fucking now.” God loosened his grip on Day’s hair and let the large hand around his throat turn into gentle caress. He smoothed down Day’s hair and leaned in and took a large sniff before nuzzling the side of his face. Day couldn’t have stopped the unmanly whimper if he’d tried. God dragged two fingers down his throat and gently stroked his collar bone. His breathing was now even and calm, surprisingly relaxing Day as well. God kissed Day’s temple before speaking in a seductive whisper against the side of his face. “Or do you want me to put on one of your jazz records and lay your beautiful body down on your bed and slowly lick you from head to toe?” God ran a thumb over Day’s parted lips.
“I would kiss these soft lips for hours before I let you wrap them around my cock.” God let loose the sexiest fucking growl he’d ever heard while he oh so slowly massaged Day’s leaking cock that was confined uncomfortably in his jeans. “Then, I’d lie on top of you and bury my dick so deep inside you that you’d feel me for days.” God taunted sexily. Day felt God’s breath shutter and he knew the man was enjoying the visual just as much as he was. “I’d fuck you slow and deep Leo until you cum screaming my name.” God released his dick. “So tell me…which one do you want?”
Day had to figure out how to speak again before he was finally able to reply. “Yes, Cashel. I want you in my bed.”
“Then prove it.” God laid a lingering, gentle kiss on his forehead before stepping back from him and leaving the conference room.?
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