Title:
After the Fire
Series:
Through Hell and Back #2
Author:
Felice Stevens
Genre:
Adult, Gay Romance
Release
Date: February 24, 2015
A single bullet destroyed the dreams of Dr. Jordan Peterson. With
the man he loved dead, Jordan descends into an endless spiral of pain that
nearly costs him his friends, his career and his life. When Jordan meets the
aloof Lucas Conover, the investment banker’s mysterious past and unexpected
kindness shocks Jordan back to a life he thought was lost forever.
Betrayal and abandonment by the foster brother he’d worshiped as a
child taught Lucas Conover never to trust or believe in anyone. Living a
solitary life did little to free him of the nightmare of his past; it
reinforces his belief he wasn’t meant to fall in love. Working closely with Dr.
Jordan Peterson forces him to meet another person whose suffering equals his
own and Lucas can’t shake the unexpected the first man to ever get under his
skin.
Mutual respect and rising desire bring Jordan and Luke closer than
they ever imagined, and each man must come to terms with their past as they
struggle to create a future together. And learning to trust in themselves and
love again after tragedy and a lifetime of pain, may be the only thing that
saves them in the end.
After the Fire Excerpt © Felice Stevens
2015
“Damn, you look like shit.” Ash’s sharp gaze raked him up
and down. “Ow.” He rubbed his arm when Drew elbowed him. “Don’t get
mad at me,
baby. You know he does. Look at him.”
“Can we come in, Jordy?” Drew’s kind smile strangely made him feel
worse, not
better.
He said nothing and pulled the front door wider for his friends,
leaving them
to trail behind him back through the house and into the spacious
kitchen. Sunlight
poured onto the terra-cotta floors and glinted off the glass-fronted
maple
cabinets. The kitchen was his pride and joy, and when he and Keith
bought the
brownstone, it had been the only room he cared about decorating.
Jordan had
always loved staring out of the large bay window as he relaxed with
his cup of
coffee in the morning.
“Did you have a party?” Drew tipped his head to the table, still
cluttered with
vodka bottles.
“Party of one, more likely.”
Jordan heard Ash’s muttered remark, and despite a throbbing head and
a roiling
stomach, he lashed out.
“Shut up, Davis.” He and Ash had never had the easiest of
relationships, and
even though Jordan knew how happy Drew was, the man still irritated
the hell
out of him.
“Why, Jordan? The truth hurts?” Ash’s voice, oddly enough, neither
condemned
nor derided him. Instead, it held an overall note of sadness, mixed
with
empathy that pulled Jordan up short. “You sit here, night after
night, refusing
our dinner invitations, as well as any social contact with Rachel,
Mike, or
even Esther. Don’t think we don’t know what you’re doing and
why.”
Jordan winced. Shit. A kindhearted, sympathetic Ash Davis was almost
worse than
the usual sarcastic attitude he dished out to everyone. “I’m not in
the mood
for company; that’s all.”
“And I call bullshit on that. You’re still mourning Keith, and I get
that, but
that doesn’t mean you don’t go on living. When your only company
since he died
has been vodka or whiskey, you’re heading for
disaster.”
“Jordy.” Drew slung an arm around his shoulder. “I’m worried about
you. You’ve
lost weight, skipped days at the hospital, and I was told that
during surgery
last week—”
“Are you checking up on me?” He pulled away from Drew, shaking with
anger.
“What the fuck, man? You’re not my goddamn keeper.” Humiliation,
shame, and a
sense of despair tore through him as he turned away from his two
friends to go
back and sit at the kitchen table. He ran his hands over the
battered wood of
the long farmhouse table. He remembered how happy he and Keith had
been to find
it in the small Pennsylvania town they’d stumbled upon oneSaturday.
Making love
on top of it after lugging it up the stairs of the brownstone was a
memory
etched forever in his mind. He gripped the edge of the table to
steady himself.
A few deep breaths settled him, yet he couldn’t face his
friends.
For over thirty years he and Drew had been friends; the man knew him
better
than anyone else. People might think Drew Klein was sweet and
easygoing, but
Jordan knew the core of steel within his friend. Drew refused to
back down if
he thought he could help. True to form, Drew dropped into the chair
right next
to him, challenging and direct.
“Jordan. Look at me.”
It took an effort to tear his gaze away from the tabletop, but he
inhaled a
deep breath and smiled into Drew’s face. “What is
it?”
Drew seemed taken aback that Jordan was smiling and not lashing out
with his
usual anger. “I’m not checking up on you. It’s common knowledge that
you showed
up to your first surgery since Keith died and had to wait an extra
hour to
start because you had the shakes.” Drew’s mouth thinned to a hard
line. “Are
you crazy showing up drunk for surgery? You could lose your fucking
license,
for God’s sake.”
“I wasn’t drunk. I was overtired and hadn’t eaten since lunchtime
the day
before.”
Behind him he heard Ash snort with laughter. “Are you fucking kidding
me,
Jordan? You can come up with a better one than
that.”
“Fuck off, Ash,” he shot back. “I couldn’t care less about your
opinion.”
“Do you care about mine, Jordy? Don’t lie to me.” Drew’s stare
remained
unflinching, his eyes soft and knowing. “I know you’re still having
a hard time
moving on from Keith’s death, but it’s going to be a year
soon.”
“It’s only been nine months. God almighty, did you expect me to
forget him
already?” Horrified, Jordan swept his hand across the table, sending
the empty
bottles and food containers crashing to the floor. “Could you forget
Ash so
quickly? Keith and I were together for almost four years. Stop
pressuring me to
move on with my life. It’s over for me. There will never be anyone
else.”
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After the Fire by Felice Stevens
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Another Great Sory by Felice
♥Romance Was Perfect ✔
♥Characters Are Awesome ✔
♥Brilliant Story Plot ✔
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After the Fire by Felice Stevens
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Another Great Sory by Felice
♥Romance Was Perfect ✔
♥Characters Are Awesome ✔
♥Brilliant Story Plot ✔
View all my reviews
I have always been a romantic at heart. I believe that while life is
tough, there is always a happy ending just around the corner. I started reading
traditional historical romances when I was a teenager, then life and law school
got in the way. It wasn’t until I picked up a copy of Bertrice Small and became
swept away to Queen Elizabeth’s court that my interest in romance novels became
renewed.
But somewhere along the way, my tastes shifted. While I still enjoys
a juicy Historical romance, I began experimenting with newer, more cutting edge
genres and discovered the world of Male/Male romance. Once I picked up her
first, I became so enamored of the authors, the character-driven stories and
the overwhelming emotion of the books, I knew I wanted to write my own.
I live in New York City with my husband and two children and
hopefully soon a cat of my own. My day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends
with a glass or two of red wine. I practice law but daydream of a time when I
can sit by a beach somewhere and write beautiful stories of men falling in
love. Although there is bound to be angst along the way, a Happily Ever After
is always guaranteed.
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