Age: 32
Hair: Black
Eyes: Fuck-me blue
Height: 6’3
Grayson
Wright and his older brother, Preston, started Wright Creations, an advertising
and marketing agency two years ago. Gray
has spent all his time and energy building the company from the ground up. He
and Preston are on the verge of striking it big, but it’s taken a toll on his
personal life. His ten-year relationship with his boyfriend has turned toxic
and he can’t seem to get them back on track, no matter how hard he tries.
Gray plans a surprise birthday party for his boyfriend while he’s out of town and comes
home early to set it all up. The party guests are in place and the lights are
out when Gray’s boyfriend comes through the front door. Gray flips on the light and
gets the shock of his life, because his boyfriend
didn’t come home alone. In this book, we
follow along as Mr. Wright re-evaluates who he is and what he wants from life.
Below
is an unedited snippet from Gray’s POV. Please remember that this scene may be
altered in the final draft.
I dropped my briefcase on my desk
and headed to the break room for another jolt of caffeine. I jerked to a stop in the doorway when my
eyes landed on the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. God must hate me.
My walking wet dream was in the
break room with his earbuds in, dancing to a song while he filled the coffee
pots. Even though my eyes and dick were on sensory overload from watching his
tight ass dancing in his dark jeans, my nose still detected hazelnut coffee. He
was so lost in the moment, his hips swaying and fingers snapping, that he
didn’t sense my presence.
I walked further into the room, my
eyes taking in every inch of his tall, lean frame. I had never been as thankful
for casual Friday as I was in that moment. Chase Rivers in a suit was a
beautiful sight to behold, but Chase in a button down shirt and a pair of ass
hugging jeans was seriously sexy. It was
all I could do not to move up behind him and join in. How long had it been since I last went dancing and had fun? Too damn long. Chase turned to the side and rolled his
hips seductively. I saw that his eyes
were closed and his lips were moving as he silently sang along. He opened his
eyes and did a little Michael Jackson spin and that was when his brown eyes met
mine.
He let out an adorable squeak and
yanked the earbuds from his ears. “Oh,
fuck me.” Gladly. Realizing he just
dropped the F bomb he slapped his hand over his mouth and turned the brightest
shade of red I’d seen on a person. “I’m
so sorry,” he mumbled behind his hand.
I couldn’t hold back my laughter for
another second. I threw back my head and laughed from my belly. Laughter was another thing
that’s sorely been missing in my life. By the time I regained my composure,
Chase’s color had returned to normal and he stood looking at me with a crooked
grin on his face. I wanted to kiss that mouth more than I wanted my next
breathe. I took a step toward him to do
just that.
Thanks for stopping by to learn more about Mr. Wright. I hope you visit next week when I introduce you to Gram.
XOXO
Aimee
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