If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you’ll know that I used to dedicate my Friday posts to feature other authors who have a new or upcoming release – it’s just my way of saying ‘thank you’ to all the other authors out there who have helped to spread the word about my work, and you never know – I just might find you a new favourite author!
I haven’t done it for a while because as you also know, I’ve been hella busy with my own releases and have been a crappy blogger over the last couple of months. So, I haven’t been chasing authors down to post about, but my door is always open. If you are an author and would like to feature on my blog then please contact me to arrange a Friday close to your release date.
Fire Dreams by Tamsin Baker
m/m contemporary erotic romance. (novella length)
Dylan is living his dream, fighting fires and saving lives. Bruised ribs call for a doctor visit and he meets Zach. The sexy ER surgeon tempts Dylan, with more than the casual one night stands he usually indulges in. However Zach’s life means long hours and pressure. He’s left wondering if he can cope.
Zach meets the gorgeous young Dylan, who is the answer to his silent prayers. The hardworking Firey is beautiful, smart and funny. What more could he ask for?
But these two shift-workers have no relationship experience. Will their lives get in the way of their new love or could their incredible passion conquer all?
“We had a pretty big house fire today and Dylan actively participated in two rescues.”
Zach whistled, that was impressive. Either the guy was amazingly strong or had a super hero complex. But why had Simon called him? “So, is he okay?”
Simon pushed open the door to the communal bedroom and lowered his voice. “Yeah, I think so. But after we finished he was complaining of his ribs hurting and he was sweating and stuff. Sorry I got you out to check on him, but he didn’t want to go to the hospital.”
Zach walked closer and hissed in a breath at the fallen angel lying on the bed in front of him. Short, tightly curled golden hair and pale skin, this man was simply beautiful.
He knelt down next to the bed and put his hand up to the man’s sweating brow. His skin was a little sticky, but no fever.
The man’s eyes opened and focused on him, the brightness of the blue just as shocking as Zach’s instant reaction to him. Fuck, I’m getting hard over a patient! That’s a first.
He cleared his throat and stayed squatting. “Hi, I’m Doctor Zach Shaw. How are you feeling?”
The man pushed himself up, visibly shaking as he swung his legs over and sat up.
“I’m okay, just cold and… sore.” He put a hand across his ribs and Zach forced himself to stand.
“Simon, can you make some hot tea with sugar for…” Had Simon mentioned the guy’s name? He couldn’t remember now.
“Dylan, I’m Dylan.” The gorgeous angel lifted his hand and Zach took it, feeling the heat of the man’s skin against his, loving the roughened calluses against his smooth palm.
“Can do.” Simon trotted off and Zach reached for the lamp.
“Please don’t, I have a headache.” Dylan’s voice was a little weak but his hand was firm as it wrapped around Zach’s forearm to stop him from turning on the light.
Again, that skin to skin contact was enough to make his cock throb.
“Is that normal for you?” Zach asked his patient as he grabbed a chair and pulled it across the room so that he could sit in front of Dylan.
“Yeah, I don’t always sleep well, and we’ve had a rough day.”
Zach knew that was a bit of an understatement, but chose not to comment. “Can you lift your top? Simon said something about your ribs?”
Dylan nodded slowly, reaching over his head with his right hand and pulling his white T-shirt over his head with one tug, hissing in pain and clutching at his left ribs.
Oh God, the man was simply stunning. Huge, wide, flat pecs, massive shoulders and sculpted abs. Fuck!
“Here, I’m not sure what exactly happened.”
Dylan lifted his arm and pointed to a red patch around ribs seven and eight.
Zach cleared his throat, feeling for all the world like an inexperienced student with his first hot patient. Away from the hospital, without the cold, bright white walls and his name tag, he felt out of place touching this beautiful man.
“Alright, I’m going to squeeze your ribs from the front and the side in a compression test to cheek for broken ribs. Ready?”
Dylan nodded, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his temple and hitting his chest. Zach wanted to lean down and lick it off and groaned at the inappropriate desire.
“You okay?” Dylan’s question and concerned frown surprised Zach, as did the slightly wide eyed look he had on his face.
“Yeah. It’s just been a long day. Stand up for me could you?”
Dylan nodded again and lifted himself up, sagging a little which made Zach step forward to catch him.
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