That’s the title of my upcoming release from Ellora’s Cave. Blah blah, yada yada. Nothing to see here. Let’s look at man kissing instead.

and cuddling. I dare you to identify the limbs in this one. lol

I kid of course! I’m beyond thrilled about Slow Burn and I would squee but someone (Kelli Collins) threatened to cut my throat if I did. *gasp* I know!!
After I stopped sobbing, I buried the “dreaded squee.” Now I’m taking it one day at a time, but truth be told, a non-squee-ing life has been alright.
Am I going to get to the damn point?
Uh…yes?
Here’s the cover and blurbage.
Zach was too hot for words but Marc had no intention of falling for his sexy co-worker—no matter how many of Marc’s explicit dreams Zach starred in. With only a few months left of his stay in Germany, Marc didn’t dare risk his heart with the beautiful man. But a train ride gone wrong changes everything when Zach comes to his rescue, melting Marc’s resistance in the process.
Zach’s patience has paid off. But now that the reserved scientist has turned up the heat from simmer to sizzle, four months won’t cut it. No. Zach wants forever. Will chemistry be enough?
Those of you who’ve listened to me yak before might recognize the characters. Slow Burn is the story formerly known, as Lucas and Zachary, then Marcus and Zachary.
I hope you stuck around, because here’s an excerpt!
Marcus joined the passengers squeezing into the car. The aisles usually stood empty even at peak times, but maybe others had missed their stop as well. Then again, he was fairly certain he was the only monolingual ass living in a country where the official language was not his own. It was more likely that the accident the lady mentioned had delayed the trains leaving the station.
He nabbed a spot in a doorway on the right—his exit would be on that side. Zach joined him, his front pressed up to Marcus’ back. Marcus closed his eyes and savored the moment.
Had anything ever felt this good?
Marcus took a deep breath. Even in a crowd of end-of-a-long-day-smelling people, Zach’s fresh citrus scent suffused his consciousness. The reality of his dream lover touching him filled Marcus with heat.
“We fit, Doc,” Zach whispered into his ear.
Marcus couldn’t suppress a shiver. And the feel of Zach hardening against his ass provoked another one.
“Why do you keep fighting this when you obviously want me? Hmm?” Zach asked softly, nuzzling his ear.
No way could he respond without someone overhearing. And if he chose to answer, the truth—that he wasn’t capable of casual sex—physically, yes but emotionally, hell no—would put off the even most persistent man.
But isn’t that what you want?
No, Marcus answered the internal nudge honestly. He had to remind himself constantly why sleeping with Zach was a bad idea. He’d never been able to just hook up. His heart always caught up to the lust and quickly bypassed it. When he and his lover parted ways, he invariably lost a piece of the vital organ. He’d only be in Stuttgart for a year total, so there could be no future with Zach.
Knowing was half the battle.
When Marcus had started at the chemistry institute, Zach—a technician there—had been his go-to person for chemicals, apparatus, instrument issues, well…everything really. The younger man clearly took pride in his job and eagerly assisted anyone who asked. After the initial settling in period, Marcus found himself happy when he had a problem so he would have a reason to approach Zach.
He’d tried to hide his attraction, but he must have done a poor job of it because Zach started flirting with him. Marcus pretended to be oblivious, all the while fighting the urge to flirt back. He avoided being alone with Zach and that had helped, but there had been a few instances when he couldn’t stop himself.
That’s when he’d known losing the war wasn’t just possible but highly probable.
Their stop was next. Yes!
Marcus practically flew out of the doors when they slid open. They’d been the only ones to get off and the platform was devoid of people. Marcus walked briskly to the escalator but Zach’s long legs ensured that he didn’t get very far ahead.
“You planning on answering me, Doc?”
Oh, what the hell. He’d been stoking the flame of his own desire, which was threatening to become a bonfire, for too long. While great fuel for his fantasies, flirting back had been unfair to Zach when Marcus knew he wouldn’t follow through. He drew to a halt and turned to face Zach.
“I’m not going to have sex with you. Sorry for blowing hot and cold but there, that’s it. No.”
Zach smiled.
Huh?
“I hear your words, but your eyes are saying, ‘Take me back to my room and fuck me, Zach’.”
His cock had never filled so fast. Marcus whirled away from Zach, intent on hiding the damning evidence. He was going home. Alone.
Before he could take a step, Zach gripped his arms lightly from behind.
“I see another body part agrees with those gorgeous dark chocolate eyes,”
Marcus sighed. What did he have to do to catch a break today? He pulled out of Zach’s grasp and turned to face the taller man.
“Yes. I want you. Is that what you want to hear? I want you to suck me, stroke me, fucking do me in all the positions you could imagine, but you know what? I’m not controlled by my dick, so we’re not going to do any of that. Why? Because it won’t be enough. I’ll want more than sex and even if you were willing to give me more, I’ll be done here in four months. I’ll be going to God knows where, so what would be the point? To get off? I can do that by myself. The no doubt phenomenal sex is not worth the inevitable heartache. So let’s continue to be just friends, yeah?”
“No doubt.”
“What?” Zach had lost him.
“The sex would be phenomenal,” Zach replied before he held Marcus’ face and kissed him.
Copyright © 2010 J.R. Patrick