Actually it’s been more of a long ride. Three years, three books, one novella and a lot of short stories and we’ve come to the point where Quinn gets his story. And we get to really meet Rafe. This is definitely a shift in the band’s story, a lot more Morgan and well, there’s Quinn, the family’s off-black sheep. It was a challenge and a joy to write Quinn and Rafe. And I hope you enjoy it.
We’ve got two more outings in the Sinners series after Sloe Ride but this book kind of pulls a lot of things together. Enough so we can go forward to a few other things. And I hope you enjoy the ride.
This blog tour captures a few scenes along the band’s journey from Damien and Miki to the start of Sloe Ride. It’s called Shot Glass Sin and I’m hoping you enjoy this too. Visit each blog stop to get the next part of the story and when it’s all done, I’ll post the entire thing in a PDF.
Oh! And a GIVEAWAY! But not just any giveaway, because it’s time for a new tour shirt.
Because the guys are going on tour… in Absinthe of Malice, a Sinners novella set to be released in 2016. And they’re going to need clubs or bars to go to. ONE WINNER at each blog stop will name one of the places the band plays at on their tour. Nothing profane or lewd (These ARE going on the back of a t-shirt) but pretty much anything goes.
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Shot Glass Sin
2 — After Whiskey and Wry
Miki’d been waiting for Damien to push again, asking once more to cross over a line he thought he’d never have to cross again.
He’d thought about what to say. What to do really. Recording was exhausting. Touring was… he couldn’t even think about that. Not yet. Not with the searing guilt building up inside of him.
Damien spent the day on Cloud Nine. Excited and chattering away, he didn’t seem to notice Miki slinking down into his thoughts, plunging into the inky thickness waiting for him beneath the what-nows plaguing him. Sionn came home to snag Damien off to a date night and Miki waved them off, thankful to be alone.
That is how Kane found him, alone and in the dark with a snoring Dude splayed out in the middle of the living room floor.
“Any reason you’re sitting here without the lights on?” Kane’s Irish rolled thick and deep, breaking away the fragile solitude Miki’d built up.
To give Kane credit—and Miki was always one to give Kane credit—his lover didn’t flip on the switch. Instead, Kane found his way across the warehouse’s great front room, probably using the ambient light coming from the floor to ceiling windows to see, until he was standing at the end of the couch where Miki sat staring off across the Bay.
“You okay, a ghra?” Kane sat on the shipping crate they used for a table. His hands were on Miki’s face and arm, stroking away the tickle of uncomfortable he’d been unable to shake since he’d agreed to Damie’s insane plea. “Talk to me, Mick. Is everyone alright?”
Fair question, considering the shit they all went through recently so Miki nodded. “Everyone’s fine.”
“Then what is it, love? You wallow in the shadows any more, remember?” Kane teased. “No more Batman for you now, right?”
He should have turned on one of the lights. Kane didn’t need to come home to darkness but the time’d slipped away from Miki before he could grab at it. Kind of like his mouth answering Damien’s impossible question before his brain could stop it.
The ambient light was spare. They were too far from the bridge and piers for the floods to really touch the warehouse but there was enough of a glow to see Kane clearly, especially since the curtains were pulled back.
“I told Damien yes today.” Miki shifted, easing his legs from the couch so he could face Kane. “About the band thing.”
“The band thing.” Kane slid his hands around Miki’s, holding them like Miki was precious. It was a touch Miki had a hard time getting used to. It was easier having Damien back than to really accept Kane loved him but there it was, in every little thing Kane did and said, he loved Miki and had never looked back once. “You okay with it? Being in another band?”
“No,” Miki choked out. “I’m so not fucking okay with it, K.”
It isn’t easy being a Morgan. Especially when dead bodies start piling up and there’s not a damned thing you can do about it.
Quinn Morgan never quite fit into the family mold. He dreamed of a life with books instead of badges and knowledge instead of law—and a life with Rafe Andrade, his older brothers’ bad boy friend and the man who broke his very young heart.
Rafe Andrade returned home to lick his wounds following his ejection from the band he helped form. A recovering drug addict, Rafe spends his time wallowing in guilt, until he finds himself faced with his original addiction, Quinn Morgan—the reason he fled the city in the first place.
When Rafe hears the Sinners are looking for a bassist, it’s a chance to redeem himself, but as a crazed murderer draws closer to Quinn, Rafe’s willing to sacrifice everything—including himself—to keep his quixotic Morgan safe and sound.
Shot Glass Sin Blog Tour Dates
Aug 31 The Blogger Girls (http://thebloggergirls.com/)
Sept 1 It’s About the Book (https://itsaboutthebook.com/)
Sept 2 Love Bytes (http://lovebytesreviews.com/)
Sept 3 Prism Alliance (http://www.prismbookalliance.com/)
Sept 4 The Novel Approach (http://thenovelapproachreviews.com/)
Sept 5 Fiction Vixen (http://fictionvixen.com/)
Sept 6 Sinfully Sexy (http://sinfullysexybooks.blogspot.com/)
Sept 7 Joyfully Jay (http://joyfullyjay.com/)
Sept 8 Boy Meets Boy (http://boymeetsboyreviews.blogspot.com/)
Rhys Ford was born and raised in Hawai’i then wandered off to see the world. After chewing through a pile of books, a lot of odd food, and a stray boyfriend or two, Rhys eventually landed in San Diego, which is a very nice place but seriously needs more rain.
Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur, and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and a red Hamilton Beach coffee maker.
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