Hard Climate
Men of London #8
By Susan Mac Nicol
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing
Group
Genre: M/M New Adult
Contemporary
Release Date: July 28, 2016
Synopsis
Eco-warrior Mango
Manning must shake the demons of his past to win back London nightclub owner
Ryan Bishop, who is suddenly facing issues of his own.
WITH BOTH HANDS
Brawny, beautiful, complicated and sexy as hell, eco-warrior Mango Manning is everything performer and London nightclub owner Ryan Bishop wants in a life-partner. But Mango has been loving and leaving Ryan for the past two years, and Ryan’s had enough. That’s why he’s moving on. Ryan’s the monogamous type—which means now he’ll be alone at the worst possible time.
Mango Manning knows he’s screwed up and has commitment issues. That’s why he’s been so on-and-off with Ryan these past two years. He’d thought he found a safe haven, a place to hide from the losses of his past, but there are other demons you just can’t escape. Like Ryan’s health. If Mango is to put things right, he must man up and discover a way back into Club Delish and the heart of its owner. Only then can they look to the future together, come what may. True happiness will slip through their fingers...unless they both grab on and hold tight.
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“You have got to be
fucking kidding me.”
Ryan gulped down
the remains of his Heavenly Hawaiian Kona Coffee and stormed over to his front
door. He was as pissed off that he’d wasted a mouthful of expensive and
exclusive coffee as he was with Mango, who stood at the entrance to his
building being an insistent pest.
After the first
buzz of the doorbell, Ryan had checked the security camera to determine who his
visitor was. When he’d seen it was Mango, he’d ignored the bastard. Mango
obviously didn’t have the keys he’d been given for Ryan’s flat and Club Delish
in case of emergencies.
The buzzer had gone
again. And again. Each time Mango lay on the bell longer than before. The
fourth time it sounded, Ryan was ready to commit murder. The overwhelming
desire to punch Mango’s lights out was, however, accompanied with an instant
body tingle at the sight of his lover. Ryan knew this moment had been coming
but he still wasn’t prepared for what he needed to do.
He flung the door
open and put his hands on his hips. “You’ve got a fucking nerve,” he growled as
Mango smiled hesitantly at him.
“Sorry for the
buzzing and knocking.” Mango waved a tanned hand. “I didn’t have my keys with
me.”
Ryan’s temper got
the better of him. “It’s been six fucking weeks. Haven’t you got a whale to
save or a bat to protect? Maybe visiting a whole rain forest of pygmy dwarves
and their habitat? I know I have nothing here that might pique your eco-warrior
interest so you may as well piss off.” Part of Ryan hoped Mango might do as he was
told and postpone the pain for another day.
“Hello to you too,
babe.” Mango raised one eyebrow. Ryan had to admit each time he did that it was
as sexy as hell. And Mango knew it. “Pygmy dwarves?” Mango drawled, with
amusement. “I had that particular excursion a few months ago, remember?”
“Don’t call me
babe.” Mango’s smile faltered as Ryan took the comment and ran with it. “And I
remember the whole pygmy dwarves scenario very well. It was the night you left
me at dinner sitting alone like some pathetic man waiting for his date because
you had an urgent plane to catch.”
Mango looked a
little abashed but Ryan hadn’t finished. He waggled his index finger in Mango’s
face. “Oh, wait, I remember now, the pathetic man waiting for a date was me.
Because his date-to-be decided he had more important places to go.” Ryan took a
deep breath, willing his ever-fiery drama queen to stay on the down-low. The
throb in his temples signalled a low-grade headache coming on.
Mango held out a
hand in a ‘whoa, stop’ gesture. “Ryan, I explained about that. The only plane
out to the North Congo was the one I had to catch. They’d grounded a whole load
because of some rainstorm coming in. It was the only way to get in and out of
the conservation area.” He grinned faintly. “And for the record, you call them
pygmies, not pygmy dwarves.”
Carefully constructed
break-up plan forgotten, Ryan’s temper combusted at Mango’s teasing.
“What-the-fuck-ever,” he exploded and slammed the door right in Mango’s face.
He only wished Mango’s nose had been closer so he could have had the pleasure
of hearing it break.
Meet the Author
Susan Mac Nicol is
a self-confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing
men, geek, nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called
‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d
be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for
that…
She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living
room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men
fall in love. In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and
banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As
that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories
and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good
people.
Sue is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and is a member of the
Romantic Novelists Association in the UK.
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