Title: Uniform: A Man in Uniform MM Bundle
Authors: Brenda Cothern, H.L. Holston & Eleanor
Bruce, Whitley Gray, E.M. Leya, Ethan Stone, Sara York
Genre: M/M
Tags: Military, Seal, Cop, Police, bundle, gay,
GLBT
Heat Level (1
being no sexual content, 5 being erotica): 4
Pairing (Male/Female,
Male/Male, Female/Female, Ménage): Male/Male
Length: 198
pdf pages
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Links (Publisher
site, Goodreads, Amazon, etc…):
https://www.goodreads.com/review/new/27389167-uniform
Meet the men
in uniform. These are everyday men who put on a uniform and become our heroes.
Through good times and bad, they are there to save the day, sacrificing
more than most of us can imagine as they put their lives on hold in service to
us.
Love doesn't
wait until life is calm, and sometimes it's the pressure of the job that throws
two men together. Under stress and demand, they find solace in each other,
forming bonds that can't be ignored.
Follow our
heroes as they fight not only for what is right and just, but also for their
hearts and the men they love.
Teaser Excerpt:
Training
Buds
Sara
York
Dixon Carter’s
heart shattered into a million pieces, his whole world imploded as he watched
his husband make the moves on another guy. They weren’t just holding hands;
they were kissing out in the open, not even trying to hide their love affair.
Of course Dixon shouldn’t be here as far as Bryan was concerned. He’d flown
home on leave, hoping to surprise Bryan, but he was the one who’d gotten the
surprise of his life. This was supposed to be a big weekend for them. He’d made
it, been accepted into training that led up to him eventually going into the
Basic Underwater Demolition SEAL training in Coronado, California. Bryan had
said he’d wanted to move with him, but after seeing his husband shove his
tongue down another guy’s throat, he wondered if anything the asshole had said
had been true.
Dixon drew in a
breath, thinking that nothing would ever be the same again. He shook his head,
trying like hell to comprehend what was happening. Had he really seen Bryan and
that stranger kiss? Why the hell would his husband do this to him? He watched,
wondering if he were mistaken, but Bryan pulled the other man close again,
kissing him like he meant it. Dixon
closed his eyes and tried not to fall apart. How the fuck was he supposed to
recover from this? He and Bryan had been together for eight years, since their
sophomore year in high school when Bryan had moved to town. Bryan had stood by
him through basic training, but he guessed Bryan had a different view of what
commitment meant.
Dixon’s heart
twisted as he grabbed his pack and lifted his hand to catch a cab, but he
lowered his arm, shaking his head. He wasn’t going to run from this. He sure as
hell wouldn’t leave his stuff with Bryan. No chance in hell would he allow the
fucker to continue using his truck, or taking drives in the restored Mustang
Dixon had worked on since high school.
He trailed Bryan
and the new guy to their apartment, watching as the pair kissed and hugged
before going through the front door. He waited on the street a few minutes
before following them upstairs to the third floor of the walkup he and Bryan
had picked out when he’d been on leave a year ago. God, just the thought of
Bryan in their place, kissing that guy, made him want to hit something.
He slid the key
in the door, hoping to catch them, and praying he didn’t. When the door swung
wide he didn’t hear any sound for the first few seconds. Relief flowed through
him, and then he heard someone grunting, the sound twisting through his gut,
making him sick. Dixon knew he and Bryan were over for good.
Pain lanced his
heart and he tried to breathe, but the air was too thick and his chest ached.
He drew in a second breath, this one almost taking him to his knees as Bryan
cried out like he was really enjoying himself.
How long? How many others?
The questions
played through his mind as he moved to the bookshelf that held the signed
baseball his grandfather had given him before he passed away. His bills were in
a neat stack beside the ball and he grabbed those too. The TV and stereo
weren’t important to him. Besides, he’d be living in the barracks once he moved
to Coronado so things like TV’s didn’t really matter much.
While he was
alone in the den, listening to his husband and some stranger get it on, he
looked around the place, noticing the sweatshirt he’d given Bryan for his
birthday tossed to the floor and the Navy mug he’d shipped for Christmas
chipped and holding pens instead of being used as a vessel to drink from. The
end of this relationship hurt like crazy. He couldn’t believe how painful
anything associated with Bryan could be. The man had promised him love,
companionship, and forever. Bryan was here taking care of things at home, but
he’d really just been playing house with whomever decided to fill his bed.
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