This week, the fourth book in the Men of Falcon Pointe series came out. Woot! I’m going to share with you one of the scenes that always sticks with me – because when I was writing it, I spent several days trying to figure out if the singular of Cheetos was Cheetos or Cheeto. Ahh the life of an author 😉
“Hey, hand over the bag of Cheetos. I didn’t see them over there.”
Feeling playful, Nick picked them up and held them out of reach. “What would you give me for them?” Ethan raised an eyebrow, which made Nick’s heartbeat speed up and his excitement escalate.
“Well now, if you give them to me nice and easily, I won’t tickle you senseless.”
“Pfft,” Nick said. “You don’t scare me. Aack!” Later on he would be embarrassed by the squeak that escaped, but Ethan launched out of his seat fast and Nick scrambled over the back of his sofa.
He wasn’t fast enough. Ethan grabbed the waistband of his jeans to keep him from tumbling over the other side and yanked him back.
“No,” Nick said. He laughed while he clutched the bag of Cheetos.
Ethan slid one of his fingers up Nick’s side and made him squeal and almost double over. “Someone’s ticklish.”
“Am not.” Nick jerked away and tried to run around the sofa, but Ethan leaped over it, tackled him, and turned their bodies at the last minute so he was underneath and Nick was on top when they hit the floor.
“Now, about those Cheetos.”
“What Cheetos?” Nick laughed and tried to keep the goodies away from Ethan. It was impossible. If he held the bag out, Ethan dragged his long, nimble fingers up Nick’s sides. And if Nick pulled his arms in close to protect himself, Ethan grabbed for the goodies.
It probably only lasted a minute or two, but when Nick finally shouted, “Uncle,” turned the bag upside down, and poured all the contents on Ethan’s face, he looked up to find the rest of the guys watching him with smiles on their faces.
“Need any help?” Finn asked. Santi stood laughing with his hand over his mouth.
“I’m good. Thanks,” Ethan said, crunching on a Cheeto. “Sometimes you just have to teach these kids manners.” He dragged his fingers up both of Nick’s sides at the same time, and he crumpled into a shrieking mass and tried to bat his fingers away.
His Right Choice
Men of Falcon Pointe
About This Book
Nicholas Layton, fresh off his mission for the Mormon Church, attends Falcon Pointe University with plans to enjoy his final year of freedom before he gives in and marries his long-term girlfriend. But when he meets a group of gay men, some of whom are ex-Mormons and some who practice loving discipline, he finds he’s more comfortable with them than anywhere else. Suddenly he’s straddling the line between good Mormon and gay man.
As an added bonus—or problem, depending—he meets Ethan Kierk, who is good-looking, fun to be around, and who wants to be with him. Nick tries not to think about dating a man, but he can’t help it. He wants Ethan, and that terrifies him.
To avoid his feelings, Nick steels himself to propose to his girlfriend but breaks things off at the last moment. Instead he jumps headlong into a relationship with Ethan, and it feels so right—until he has to tell his family. When they reject him, he shares his darkest secret with Ethan, and hopes Ethan won’t reject him too.
Hoping he made the right choice.
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