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Complication doesn’t always have to be a bad thing. Duke Charles needs a break. He’s tired of life on the road
and never having a place to settle down. He decides to head to
Norville for a rest in his childhood home. Once there, he realizes
his life isn’t quite so relaxed—he’s not only inherited the house,
but a cat to go with it. When his friend from high school sends him
on a date, he finds out how complicated life can be…in a good way. Roy Mars likes his life as an artist. He paints, sells work
and takes his cat, Raphael, for walks through Norville. He channels
his emotions into his art…until he goes on a date and meets Duke.
His uncomplicated life gets thrown into chaos, not least because
Duke has rabid fans who insist on knowing every detail of his life. Can Roy handle a little complication in the form of Duke,
or will he quit before he finds his forever?
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EXCERPT
Roy sighed. “You’re doing well with
your side of the equation. I hear you’re good
with your side hustle, too.” He had to ask
subtly about getting a date. Unfortunately, he
had no subtlety.
“My dating thing.” James laughed again.
“Oh, doll, yes. I love when I pair people and it
works out, but I do have a sixth sense about it.
You know?”
“Yeah.” He hated sounding so withdrawn
and sad, but why lie about the truth? “Would you
know who to hook up with me?”
“You’re looking for a date? I thought
you had a boyfriend. Not Mikael, but Donny? No,
was it Bernard? Shit. Who were you dating?”
James asked.
“No one. That’s why I’m asking for you
to help me. I’ll pay.” He needed to do something
to get out of his lonely rut.
James stopped cutting. “I don’t charge.
I should, but the matchmaking is me strictly
trying to find the right guy for you.”
“Do you have any suggestions?”
“I do.” James resumed styling Roy’s
hair. “But I want you to trust me.”
“I do. Completely.”
“Good. I want you to go to Club Jester
on Tuesday—in five days if you can’t count—at
nine in the evening and go to the Viper suites.
All you have to do is say you’re there because
James directed it and they’ll let you back. I
know Amos and he owes me, so it won’t be a
problem.”
“Who am I meeting?” He tamped down his
excitement. He hated blind dates, but he
couldn’t wait to see who James had picked.
“It’s a surprise, but trust me that
this is exactly who you need,” James said.
“Think you can do that? I can tell you’re tired
of being on your own. I couldn’t name your
boyfriend, and I know everyone, so that means
you haven’t had one for a while.”
“True.”
James spun him around to look at his
reflection. “Well? What do you think?”
He never doubted James would make him
look good. The cut and style worked with his
face. But the date… Did he trust him? “I think
I’m excited to go to Club Jester.”
“Perfect.” James removed the cape.
“You’ll love him.”
“I hope so.” He didn’t take many leaps
of faith, but this felt right—like he was
looking at his future. It sure looked rosy.
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