Hey lovelies, today I have author Tyler Robbins with her latest release, A Beautiful Lie, here with me. Her title reminds me of that 30 Second to Mars song and it's video which was shot in Greenland, but I think her story is more on the hot side *wink*
Jesse Reagan has
had more than his share of tragedy, and he may have been dealt another blow
when, once again, cancer threatens the sister who raised him. Faced with the
possibility of being left behind, Jesse vows to care for her young son, though
he’s not convinced he can.
When Trip Cantrell
returns to town, he’s blindsided the instant he’s reunited with his kid
brother’s lifelong friend, Jesse. His inability to find happiness in the years
he’s been gone, suddenly makes sense. Love’s been waiting at home all along.
Life begins to look
promising, except for the fact that neither have come out of the closet
publicly, and that’s not even their biggest problem. Someone has a secret so
shocking they may never find a way past it.
Will they be
accepted in their small Texas town, or will secrets, lies,and the threat of
tragedy destroy everything?
Some
small towns just aren’t meant to hold big secrets.
We both know you want to read the excerpt... (beware of the language)
Jesse lay back on the
dock with his hands folded under his head and one leg crisscrossed over the
other at the ankle. He wore a pair of black swim trunks, flip flops, and a navy
blue t-shirt, the usual lakeside attire.
Trip eased up,
enjoying his uninterrupted view. As he reached Jesse, his shadow cast a dark
void that blocked the sun from Jesse’s upper torso, including his face.
Jesse looked back,
and sprang to his feet the instant he saw Trip standing there. “Oh, hey.”
“Hey.” Trip stepped
closer. “You, uh, bolted pretty fast this morning.”
“Yeah. Had a lot of
stuff to do.” Jesse reached down and picked up a red, plastic gas can.
“Too busy for a
goodbye?” Anxious knots twisted Trip’s insides. A first time for everything.
“Look, man. Last
night—” Jesse’s cheek puffed out as he exhaled. “Last night was crazy.”
Trip nodded. “Yeah,
more than I bargained for, that’s for sure.”
Jesse swayed from one
foot to the other. He’d yet to look Trip in the eye, which only added to the
tension mounting between them.
“So, how are you?” Sh*t. I sound like a girl.
Jesse shrugged. “I’m
cool.” His voice kicked up an octave, giving his reply an air of indifference.
“Cool.” Trip folded
his arms across his chest, suddenly feeling awkward as f*ck. “Well, I wanted to
see if you’d be up for a ride out to the island later today.”
Jesse squinted as the
sun cascaded across his face. He covered his eyes with his hand. “I don’t know,
man. I have a lot to do around here.” He sloshed the can of gas and started to
walk past Trip.
Trip raised his hand and gently touched
Jesse’s chest. “I just want to talk.” He spoke barely above a whisper.
The instant Jesse’s
deep green gaze met Trip’s, a frenzied charge of electricity tingled across his
skin.
“Trip, if Eric finds
out—” Jesse shook his head. “Why are you doing this?”
“Why am I doing this?
Jesse, something happened. Something I can’t explain.”
Jesse drew in a deep
breath. “I’ve got a lot going on right now. Having my best friend find out I
f**ked his brother is the last thing I need to deal with.”
Trip tugged at the
hem of Jesse’s t-shirt. “I have as much to lose here as you, but if I don’t see
you … and I mean alone, and face to face, it’s gonna drive me f**kin’ nuts.”
Jesse scanned the
area around them then gently nudged Trip’s hand away. “I can’t make any
promises, but I’ll try.”
“That’s all I’m
asking.” Trip instinctively leaned in for a kiss, but checked himself before
getting too close. He ran a shaky hand through his hair instead. “I’ll be on
the island before dark.”
Jesse nodded. “Okay,
but please, for sh*t’s sake, don’t f**k me over with Eric.”
Trip swallowed a mass
of air clinging to the back of his throat. “Don’t worry. I know how to be
careful around my brother.”
Jesse pushed past
Trip and continued toward the store.
“See you later.”
Jesse turned back,
took another good look then gave Trip a partial smile. “Yeah.” He opened the
door and disappeared inside the bait shop.
Trip closed his eyes,
savoring the scent of Jesse’s cologne, thankful for the smile, no matter how
small it was. Tonight, given another chance, he’d memorize every inch of Jesse
Reagan.
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Thank you for having me, Elyzabeth.
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Have a terrific week,
Tyler / Robin
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