Author Name: Haley Walsh
Book Name: Desert Foxe
Series: The Skyler Foxe Mysteries
Number: Five, plus two novellas (one due soon!)
Release Date: November 2014
Skyler and his friends go to Palm Springs for the annual White Party and find murder!
Out and proud high school English teacher Skyler Foxe and his posse of friends go to the annual Palm Springs White Party for a weekend of fun, frivolity, and luscious men. But there are boy troubles of all kinds ahead. Skyler’s boyfriend and high school coach Keith Fletcher has to endure an embarrassing number of Skyler’s former hook-ups, one of the SFC might be going solo, Skyler encounters unexpected and unwelcome participants at the party, and there’s a murder on the dance floor, literally at Skyler’s feet! Both Skyler and Keith are drawn into investigating more than murder when the FBI asks Skyler to do the unthinkable.
Pages or Words: E-book: 232 pages, Audio: About 7.5 hours
Narrator: Joel Leslie
Categories: Contemporary, Crime Fiction, Erotica, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Mystery
Taquito Grill was crowded for a Sunday night. Jamie and Dave had arrived not long after Skyler and Keith. Jamie, hair spiked and a fire engine red in honor of his firefighter boyfriend, clung to Dave’s arm and bounced in his seat. “We’re so excited about Palm Springs,” he squealed. Dave grinned at him fondly. “It’s going to be so much fun with Dave there.” He patted the large bicep. “And we both agreed that we can dance with other people. Isn’t that cool?” Dave nodded. “Just as long as we keep our hands above the waist.” Jamie demonstrated with jazz hands in the air.
Skyler glanced hopefully at Keith, but the man was scowling into his bottle of Dos Equis. With a defeated sigh, Skyler sat back against the bench seat. Part of the fun of the White Party was dancing with a bunch of different partners. But, he had to admit, the other part of the fun was hooking up with them, too. Under the table, he rubbed conciliatory circles on the man’s hard thigh.
Keith’s tensed muscles seemed to relax under Skyler’s ministrations and he flicked a glance at Skyler with a sheepish smile before putting the beer bottle to his lips.
“Oh, and Dave,” Jamie rambled on, “we are staying at a huge hotel. It’s fantastic. Humongous pool. And some of the activities will be there.”
“Activities?” said Keith for the first time since ordering his drink.
Jamie leaned across the bench seat toward him. “Well! One of the activities is the Splash Pool Party, with live music. It’s all day. Nothing but beautiful shirtless men in tiny white swim trunks.”
Skyler wondered if Keith’s brows could furrow any deeper.
“White? So you have to wear white?”
“It’s a ‘white party,’ Keith,” said Skyler. “Hence the name. We wear white. And you’d look fabulous in white, with your dark skin tones.” He squeezed Keith’s thigh under the table.
Keith seemed to be thinking his own thoughts about that as he studied Skyler. “You’d be in white, too. I love you in white.”
Skyler blinked. “You do?” He melted against Keith. He couldn’t help it when the man looked at him with those sultry eyes.
“Save it for the White Party,” said Jamie.
Dave turned his head toward the door. “Philip and Rodolfo. Finally! …Uh oh.”
They were in mid argument and hadn’t taken their narrowed eyes off each other as they made their way to the table. Rodolfo sat hard and crossed his arms over his magenta shirt. Philip settled on his chair and pointedly looked away from his Ecuadorian boyfriend.
Skyler instantly went on alert. “What’s the matter with you two?”
“Nothing this pene doesn’t know about,” said Rodolfo, waving his hand. His wrist clanked from his bracelets.
“Don’t start with the name-calling,” said Philip, rounding on him and pushing up his black-rimmed glasses. “Can we just stow it for now?”
“Stow it? Stow it? Fine. I can ‘stow it.’”
“Then please do,” muttered Philip, menu in front of his clenched mouth.
Rodolfo slapped his menu to the table and jerked toward Philip. “Do you know what is wrong with you, Philip?”
Clutching his menu, Philip closed his eyes and sighed. “No, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me in florid detail.”
“You have no sense of fun or adventure. Now take amante here,” and he gestured toward Skyler.
Skyler grabbed for his margarita. “Leave me out of it.”
“Skyler has a keen sense of adventure. And look. There is Keith. He is more than willing to go to the White Party with his lover.”
“I don’t know about more than willing,” muttered Keith.
“But not you. You with your timetables and schedules and graphs and bullet points.”
“I’m just mapping out our weekend. Is that so horrible? There’s a lot to do! Things to see! Men…to avoid.”
“AHA! That’s it, isn’t it? It all comes down to this.”
Jamie stuck his long arm between the two. “Hey! You guys! You’re not supposed to argue anymore. Not since you started fucking.”
“Jamie,” said Skyler out of the corner of his mouth, eyes searching the busy restaurant. “Keep your voice down. Family place.”
He scrunched up his face at Skyler—as close to a sneer as he got—and leaned into the arguing couple again. “The fact is that you guys are supposed to get along now.”
“I’m getting along just fine!” said Rodolfo too loudly. “It’s him that isn’t getting along with me!”
Philip slumped back in his seat. “Oh, for the love of God, give it a rest already.”
“Give it a rest? Yes, that’s exactly what I should be doing.” Rodolfo threw down the menu and lurched to his feet. “I’m suddenly not hungry.”
Philip clenched his menu so tightly it bent at the edges. “Well I am.”
“Fine! Stay here. Eat. I’m leaving.”
“Bye! Don’t let the door hit you on the way out… Much.”
Rodolfo threw his glare at each in turn before pivoting and stalking toward the entrance. He pushed open one heavy wooden door and let it swish shut. There was a pause as the restaurant patrons fell silent and stared at the double doors a split second before they were thrown open again and Rodolfo stomped toward the table. He stood over Philip with his foot tapping.
“I don’t have the keys to the car.”
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Links to Other Books in the Series:
Foxe Tail (The Skyler Foxe Mysteries Book 1)
Link to Christina’s Review of Book 1: Goodreads
Foxe Hunt (The Skyler Foxe Mysteries Book 2)
Christina’s Audible Review Coming Soon for Book 2
Out-Foxed (The Skyler Foxe Mysteries Book 3)
Foxe Den (The Skyler Foxe Mysteries Book 3.5)
Foxe Fire (The Skyler Foxe Mysteries Book 4)
Foxe Den 2: A Skykler Foxe & Friends Summer Vacation (Skyler Foxe Mysteries)
Jamie Ewing is one of Skyler’s friends who began as a hook-up. In fact it was Jamie who coined Skyler’s posse as the “Skyler Fuck Club” or SFC. Jamie’s a web designer but seems more like a party planner and everyone’s invited to his personal party. He likes to wear his hair spiky and in neon colors, and is full of life and energy. He’s flamboyant, though he likes to pronounce it as “flame-boy-ant.” He used to be a player until he hooked up with one of Skyler’s old hook-ups. (You can’t walk without tripping over one of Skyler’s old hook-ups in Redlands!) He’s very close friends with Skyler and often helps him solve crimes, being part of what Skyler calls his “Scooby gang.” It’s not that he particularly likes the danger, but when Skyler calls he comes. Or, as Jamie puts it, “Sometimes we come before he calls, and then we clean up and arrive fresh as a daisy.”
Character Interview with Jamie Ewing
Q: What is your biggest fear?
A: Ooo. That’s a tough one. I guess because my friends are so important to me, it would be to lose them. But that’s not possible. We are too, too tight. Though we do get into some messy situations, especially when Skyler puts on his queerstalker and plays Sherlock Homo. There was one time when Rudy—that’s Rodolfo, one of the SFC—got into real danger. He was almost killed and that would have been really terrible! I just love those guys so much!
Q: What is your most prized possession?
A: I paid an outrageous fortune for a pair of shoes that Madonna used in one of her early—I mean early—music videos. When it was on MTV. That early. I keep them in a glass case in my bedroom. I’m telling you, a lot of men have seen those shoes. That was in the day, of course. Now I have a boyfriend and those lovely Egyptian cottons only see his tight ass there.
Q: What do you enjoy doing on your day off?
A: I love to putter around the house. I own my house and you should have seen it when I first moved in. It was a mess! But slowly, I’ve been working on it over the years, and it’s now a kitsch-lover’s dreamland. There’s always something to add, though. A cabinet to be painted here, a new topiary or water feature to be added there.
Q: Your best childhood memory?
A: I’m an only child like Skyler and always had an artistic bent. My mother would let me do anything I wanted. She figured paint washed off the kid and you could always repaint the walls. Well, I painted my bedroom bright purple when I was in high school and I thought she’d have a fit. I loved it, but she was silent on it. And after I had finished with all of it, the very next day there were new sheets and quilt on my bed—that went just fabulously with the walls. My mom! She’s really good about everything.
Q: Where do you hope to be in five years?
A: I don’t know. The web designing is going okay but I want to branch out to something else, but I don’t yet know what. There are sooo many tech opportunities now. Who knows, I could be the next Steve Jobs…but without being an asshole.
Meet Haley Walsh:
Haley Walsh tried acting, but decided the actor’s life was not for her. Instead, she became a successful graphic designer and art director in Los Angeles, her hometown. After fifteen years of burning money in the ’80s and early ’90s, she retired from the graphics industry and turned her interests toward writing. She became a freelance newspaper reporter, wrote articles for quirky magazines, published award-winning short stories, and now writes a critically acclaimed GLBT mystery series, the Skyler Foxe Mysteries. She’s lived all her life in southern California, sampling wines and chomping chocolate. Oh, and she also writes a multi-award nominated medieval mystery series under another name. Yeah, it’s a living. http://.SkylerFoxeMysteries.com
Haley Walsh writes the Skyler Foxe Mysteries, a thrilling, humorous, and romantic GLBT romp with men, music, and murder. The books are in print, digital, and now audio! Skyler is in his first year as a high school English teacher in his hometown of Redlands California. It’s tough enough in high school, but try being a young, gay high school teacher in a redneck county in southern California. Of course, Skyler Foxe thought teaching English Lit was murder. Wait till he falls into the real thing.
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Publisher: MLR Press
Cover Artist: Winterheart Designs
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