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Bonus Scene from Wild Pitch!

Release Date: Spring 2015

Excerpt:
Steam billows out of the room, creating an ethereal haze around my best friend, who’s wearing nothing but a towel wrapped low around his hips and a cocky smirk on his face. I’m about to cuss him out because he’s not supposed to get the patch of gauze over his eye wet, but I notice that he’s dry from the neck up.
“You keep gawking at me like that and I might start getting ideas,” Mason teases. He stalks toward me and I back up, hoping his gaze doesn’t travel lower than my chest because I have a problem building below the waist. I reach out for the banister, stopping myself before I tumble down the stairs. A normal person would stop, but it’s quickly becoming apparent to me that Mason is anything but normal.
I swallow hard as Mason continues closing the gap between us. My mouth is dry and I struggle to form words. “Mace, what are you doing?”
“Am I making you nervous?” he asks, reaching up to run his fingers down the length of my chest. He’s making me many things right now, and anxious is somewhere near the bottom of the list.
“Damn, how hard did I hit you?” I ask, forcing a laugh. “I think you need to go lie down, because you’re obviously delusional right now.”
Mason takes one more step toward me, stopping when he’s so close I can feel his breath ghosting across my neck. His hand slides down to rest on my hip. “Or maybe I’m thinking clearly for the first time in my life,” he whispers.
It’d be so easy for me to close my eyes and take what he’s about to give me, but I can’t. No matter how much I want him to lean in and brush his lips against mine, the fulfillment of my fantasy isn’t worth throwing away years of friendship.
I place my hands on his chest and push him away. When I open my eyes, I see him staring at me through one sad, rich brown eye. I wonder for a moment if my heart would be breaking twice as much if not for the bandage covering the other. “Mason, stop. You don’t know what you’re doing.”
“Fuck that,” he argues. “Like I said, for the first time in a long fucking time, I know exactly what I’m doing.”
He covers my hands with his own and I can feel the searing, damp heat against his skin. Even more, I can feel his heart racing against my palm. I stare at him, leaning in centimeter by centimeter, giving him the opportunity to stop this insanity. My eyes drift closed and I can feel his ragged puffs of breath against my lips—

Other Books By Sloan

Godsend
Releasing February 9

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23556614-godsend?ac=1

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Blurb:

You can’t choose who you fall in love with. Despite knowing from a young age that he was gay, Scott Murphy couldn’t imagine life without Shelly. He threw away the labels and had eleven amazing years with her, but now, he feels even more lost trying to figure out how to move on after Shelly’s death. After nearly a year of watching Scott fade away, Shelly’s father forces him to start living again.

As much as Chris loathes the idea of attending a bereavement group week after week, it’s one of the only places he can go in this town, other than the bar, to not feel so alone. When there’s nothing to distract him or dull his senses, he spends too much time obsessing over how he should have been able to help his sister. When Scott shows up at his group session, Chris decides that maybe some good can come out of his sister’s death.

There’s no denying that Chris is the first man to catch Scott’s attention in a long time, but how can he move on when just thinking of Shelly sends him to his dark place?

The road to recovery won’t be an easy one, but Chris is determined to help Scott see that life is still worth living. But before Scott can allow himself to admit what he feels for Chris, he knows he has to reveal the full truth about Shelly’s death.

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Dance with Destiny

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22874270-dance-with-destiny?ac=1

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Blurb:

Tony DeLuca has to get to New York, nor’easter be damned. His older sister is getting married and it won’t matter to her if the entire east coast is shut down if it means she’s short a groomsman. She’s the only reason he’s willing to make the trip home to face a father who’s never forgiven him for wasting a perfectly good degree to become a firefighter. And that’s only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to everything about Tony that his father will never accept.

Dominic Tricoli’s living his dream. He’s spent the past few years working to mesh his business degree and love of the outdoors into a thriving company, providing team building retreats for some of the country’s largest corporations. Unfortunately, there’s a price to pay for happiness, and having someone to come home to at night is the sacrifice Dominic made.

When Dominic overhears Tony’s plight, he’s drawn to help the man get to New York City. Little does Dominic know that one kind gesture will awaken a side of him he’s ignored for far too long. Against his better judgment, he gives in to his desires and Tony’s advances. Just for the night.

When destiny steps in, giving him another chance with the charismatic man who saved his hide, Tony’s willing to do whatever it takes to earn Dominic’s forgiveness and understanding. There may not be forever, but Tony’s determined to enjoy every single minute he’s given with Dominic.

You can’t fight fate. Whatever’s meant to happen, eventually will.

Excerpt:

So much for never seeing one another again. Had I known that I was going to see Dominic this weekend, I might have tried harder to make things right with him Thursday night. If I’d realized the Cara he mentioned was marrying his college roommate was my sister, who I’ve always called Caroline, I wouldn’t have touched him no matter how much I wanted to. Actually, that’s probably not true, because he’s damn fine and I’m not stupid enough to pass up an opportunity when it presents itself. But I definitely wouldn’t have walked away until I knew that neither of us had any regrets.

I trip over my feet as I follow the rest of the groomsmen into the front of the cathedral, my attention focused on the man sitting next to Mr. and Mrs. Rossi, looking like he’s just been scolded.

Dominic was gorgeous the night we met, but now, he’s downright breathtaking. I take my place in line and, because God has a twisted sense of humor, I’m going to be stuck knowing that Dominic is directly behind me for the next hour and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

As we wait for what seems like forever for all of Caroline’s bridesmaids to make the mile-long trek to the front of the cathedral, I try to catch Kennedy’s attention. Thursday night, I told her everything. After telling her about the sexy-as-fuck scene in the truck, I went on to tell her how much it annoyed me that Dominic and I parted on bad terms. She agreed with Dominic that there was no need to feel anything since we’d never see one another again. When Kennedy finally makes eye contact with me, I nod ever so slightly to my left and watch as her eyes threaten to bug out of her head. “Oh, my God. Is that him?” she mouths. I nod subtly. “Are you going to talk to him?” she asks. I shrug, and catch the attention of my older brother, who is standing directly behind me.

“Anthony, quit talking to your girlfriend,” he hisses. “Caroline needs you to make her the priority for the next hour, then you can run off and find a quiet corner to do whatever it is the two of you do.” I close my eyes tightly before glancing at Dominic, finally realizing that he probably thinks the same thing I’ve led most of my family to believe all these years. The urge to elbow Peter in the gut to show him exactly what I think of his comment is strong, but I’ve already made enough of a scene. If he noticed, I’m sure other people have as well. And sure enough, Dominic is now glaring at me. He looks across the aisle and his entire body stiffens when he notices Kennedy sitting with my family. I need this wedding to hurry the fuck up so I can get a drink.

The music changes and everyone stands and turns to see Caroline and our father walking down the aisle. I take the opportunity to admire the way Dominic’s suit jacket hangs off his shoulders. The subtle pinstripes act as beacons, drawing my eye down to his narrow hips, and suddenly I’m standing in the cathedral with a semi, thinking about the tight ass beneath those perfectly tailored pants. Go straight to Hell. Do not pass Go, do not collect two-hundred dollars.

Teach Me

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23438863-teach-me?ac=1

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Blurb:

Two words stripped Austin Pritchard of the privileged life he’s used to. The moment he uttered the words, “I’m gay,” he realized there is no such thing as unconditional love. Now, he’s gone from traveling the world with his family to living on the streets trying to figure out how he’s going to stay in school.

A chance opportunity changes everything. Austin impresses the foreman and lands a job, but even more, he catches the eye of David Becker, who is determined to teach him that true love doesn’t come with strings.

The only thing David had as a child was love. His family struggled to keep food on the table and a roof over their heads. That has driven him to stay focused on his goals; become a tenured professor at a university and save enough money to build a home of his own. It’s not until he sees an insecure college student working on his new house that he realizes that he hasn’t planned on someone to share his life with. He’s about to learn that everything he’s already accomplished is nothing compared to the task of making Austin see that he is worthy of love.

 

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Excerpt

David overturns two buckets and sits on one of them. I cautiously follow suit and sit on the other. “Were you serious last night when you told Bill that you were interested in working for him this summer?” David asks.

“Yes, sir,” I respond, wondering why he’s asking me this. It’s not like it matters to him, but the way he leans in as he talks to me, I start to feel like he truly cares.

“Austin, you don’t have to call me sir. I’m just David, okay?” I nod and find a spot on the floor to hold my attention because I’m terrified to look into his eyes. He’s too close, too friendly, and already he makes me want things I shouldn’t with him. “Good. Now, I want you to come to dinner with me tonight.”

I stand so quickly that I kick the bucket out from behind me. Everything I’ve been thinking about David is obviously way the fuck off base because now he’s trying to bribe me. Fuck that. I storm down the driveway, ready to give up the only opportunity I’ve had to save myself because I’m not going to let anyone play games with me. Before I make it halfway to the street, David’s hand is wrapped around my arm, pulling me back.

The urge to spin around and deliver a jab to his chiseled jaw is somewhere just below the surface. I clench my eyes closed, taking a few breaths as I remind myself there’s no one to bail me out of jail if I do hit him and he presses charges.

“Get. Your hands. Off of me.” Rather than listen to my demand, David’s grip tightens when I try to jerk away from him. Now, I’m pissed. I turn on my heel and shove David away. “I don’t know what fucked up game you’re playing, but I’m not about to be your little bitch boy. If me working for Bill depends on me being at your beck and call, tell Bill I’ll find something else. I’m not a whore.

David stuffs his hands in the pockets of his oh-so-sexy, perfectly distressed jeans. And the arrogant fuck looks as if he’s about to laugh at me.

“Is that what you truly believe I am trying to do?” David asks. I swallow hard, regretting saying anything. No, I don’t really think David’s trying to buy me, but no other scenario makes any sense. “Austin, look at me.”

The tip of his finger crooks beneath my chin, forcing me to lift my gaze. What I see terrifies me more than the thought of trading my body for a job. David seems genuinely hurt by my accusation. Rather than apologize, I walk away. I’m not running this time, but I have to get someplace where I can sit before my knees buckle beneath me.

I sit on a boulder beside the house and David pushes me over as he settles back as well. “Austin, what is this about? Have I done something to offend you or make you feel uncomfortable?”

Has he? No. Yes. Fuck, I don’t know anymore. If I sit back and really think about it, he’s been nothing but kind to me. “No. Don’t mind me, it’s been a rough month and I’m a bit stressed.” I chew at the inside of my lip to stop myself from saying anything else. David can’t know why I’m stressed. Yes, I’m ashamed of my life as it is right now, but if no one else knows, I don’t have to see the pity in their eyes.

Author Bio:

Sloan Johnson is a big city girl trapped in a country girl’s life. While she longs for the hustle and bustle of New York City or Las Vegas, she hasn’t yet figured out how to sit on the deck with her morning coffee, watching the deer and wild turkeys in the fields while surrounded by concrete and glass.

When she was three, her parents received their first call from the principal asking them to pick her up from school. Apparently, if you aren’t enrolled, you can’t attend classes, even in Kindergarten. The next week, she was in preschool and started plotting her first story soon after.

Later in life, her parents needed to do something to help their socially awkward, uncoordinated child come out of her shell and figured there was no better place than a bar on Wednesday nights. It’s a good thing they did because this is where she found her love of reading and writing. Who needs socialization when you can sit alone in your bedroom with a good book?

Now, Sloan is a tattooed mom with a mohawk and two kids. She’s been kicked out of the PTA in two school districts and is no longer asked to help with fundraisers because she’s been known to lose herself with a good book and forget she has somewhere to be.

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Giveaway

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3 Responses to Blog Tour Hop including Bonus Scene from a WIP & Giveaway – Sloan Johnson

  1. Julie Small says:

    This looks like another great book! Congratulations on the release.

  2. Denise Dechene says:

    Looking forward to this book.

  3. maria reyes-sautia says:

    Can’t wait for next book !! Absolutely loved Teach Me!!(: