Nathan Unwrapped

The Men of Hope House, Book 1

by Susan Saxx

A RIDDLE WRAPPED IN A MYSTERY

Nathan Gentael couldn’t bear to lose his family’s legacy, an old house on the tiny cove of Refuge Bay. He scraped together every penny he could find to buy back the derelict manse, and now he needs investors to help put it to rights so he can create a place for people like him: emotional wrecks in need of a safe place to get themselves together. Okay, he isn’t a wreck, but he has turned his back on his passion, and believes by helping others, he’ll help himself.

When it seems no one is going to help, a new investor, Augustine Jake Reiden, who insists on being called Og, shows up early and inverts Nathan’s reality. Nathan has secrets, but this bull of a man who has more bravado than anyone Nathan has ever met, is harboring mysteries.

Dark and closed off, Og is willing to risk investing in the house, but he has conditions, and it turns out one of them is he wants Nathan.

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Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Genres:
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Heat Level: 3
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Tropes: Adopted Child, Alpha Character, Coming Home, Enemies to Lovers, Families/Raising Kids, Fated Mates / Soul Mates, Love Can Heal / Redemption, Meet Cute, Opposites Attract, Pets Are 'Portant
Word Count: 62,000
Setting: USA, Refuge Bay, in Chesapeake Bay area
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
Excerpt:

The FIRST MEETING

 

The cataclysmic drop in Nathan's gut was all too familiar. If the pushy investor came in now and saw the disorder, everything would be lost.

His mission. The only thing he knew that could make his existence even remotely redeemable. It would all be gone. Again. And he didn't know that he could recover from that kind of loss.

This was his last reboot. Absolutely the last.

And if that was gone...

Nathan ran to the back door, slammed it shut, turned the lock. Jumped to the kitchen window, hurriedly yanked the curtain closed.

“Dude. What are you doing?”

“Hiding.”

Zach shook his head. “Buddy. He had to have seen the curtains open."

“Pfft. Guys don’t look at curtains.”

“But the noise... the commotion in here...”

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“That souped-up rod he’s driving would have drowned out the waves on a Nor’easter.” Nathan catapulted to the basement entrance, yanked out the extension cord connected to the fans downstairs, and tossed it down the wooden stairs. Then he hurriedly flipped the light in the corner off. “We’ll be super quiet. Wait him out. He won't know any different.”

He slid down against the wall, tucked himself into the corner, looped his arm around Molly, who'd finally trotted back to his side, grinning her slobbery grin, and held her close. He motioned to Zach to join him.

None of this made sense. But hell. He was acting on instinct. “When he’s gone, we’ll contact the agent. Reschedule. Clean up. Then...”

Zach looked wild. “Nate, he’s not stupid. Even if he’s an investor with way more money than those great big balls he's supposed to have, he’ll know. You can’t just...”

And then, as if to be the proverbial cherry on the top - in tandem with the fact that there were cherries everywhere - a loud voice filled the air, coming from the far end of the kitchen, by the hallway.

There, wrapped in a distressed brown leather jacket and knife-edged khaki pants, stood a man. Shoulders spanning, well, way more than they would on an everyday mortal. Dark hair, curling around the nape of his neck. An open-throated shirt, brown leather boots. Staring at the two of them and definitely not amused.

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About the Author

Susan loves romance, and believes it’s a staple ingredient in life. She uses this to create sexy, heart-warming romances where friendship and passion--plus a certain amount of risk--all intertwine to create a love that is timeless.

Cheerfully addicted to homemade green smoothies (and the rewarding prospect of grossing out certain close friends who shall remain nameless), she also plays second fiddle to the feline masters in her life.


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