Nothing But Smoke
by Daisy Harris
Sometimes good boys do bad things.
Fire and Rain, Book 3
Michael Larson considers himself one of the good guys. He recycles, eats mostly vegan, and volunteers. But one night, while on a jog through a Seattle park, he encounters a sexy man on a motorcycle he wants to be bad with.
Firefighter Nicky O’Brian barely has time to even think about a sex life. Between his job and caring for his critically ill mother, his only pleasures involve a few racy videos and occasional nighttime forays to find men willing to help him forget his troubles.
It was supposed to be a one-time, anonymous hookup—until fate intervenes and their mutual attraction blossoms into a furtive affair. Michael doesn’t date closeted guys, but for the haunted, lonely Nicky he makes an exception.
When Nicky’s mother takes a turn for the worse, Michael is forced to make a choice between idealism and compassion. And as Nicky’s needs spiral out of control, Michael realizes that a new set of ideals could be exactly what he needs to keep love in his life—for good.
Warning: Contains sex in the trees, sex in parked cars, and sex in other uncomfortable places. Tissues are required, because the ending will make you cry—and maybe make you want to call your Mom.
I’ve read all of the previous books in the Fire and Rain series by Daisy Harris. This is the third book and I think it could be read as a stand-alone like the previous ones. We’ve met Michael previously, since he works in a coffee shop with previous characters. Michael has been a bit uptight and the one people tease. We get to see a softer side of Michael when he’s with Nicky.
Nicky is in the closet, he’s a firefighter and has only had hook ups with men in the park. Nicky doesn’t see himself as gay, and Michael doesn’t want to date someone in the closet because he’s been burned before. We see a lot Nicky coming into his sexuality and Michael struggling to be patient, which lends a level of believability.
Nicky is dealing with his mother’s health, she’s dying and that is a hurdle for Nicky, he doesn’t think that she can accept him being gay. Ms. Harris does a great job handling this aspect of the story. She gives us scenes that through us into the reality of what Nicky is feeling. Michael is good for Nicky and offers him comfort.
I did enjoy this story, and was a fabulous addition to the series. I really hope she continues the series, because I enjoy everything she writes.
I was given a copy in exchange for my honest review. I was not compensated for my review.
Where would I have seen…?
The answer snapped into his head, like a whip cracking against his consciousness.
Leather Dude from the park. F**k, f**k, f**k.
Michael dropped his gaze to his plate.
“Well, hurry up, or we’ll be done by the time you get around to eating.” Henri grabbed a chicken leg out of a bucket and headed to their spot.
Scooping casserole onto his plate, Michael snuck another glance at the man he’d blown in the park.
The guy’s friends moved away from him, leaving him standing awkwardly on the outer edge of a conversation between a middle-aged man—who Michael figured was a boss of some kind—and a couple women.
Not that Michael cared, but he couldn’t help wondering if the younger woman was the guy’s girlfriend. He guessed not, since Leather Dude didn’t lift his chin when she said something to him. Instead he kept his eyes on the grass like he was measuring its growth for a science experiment.
In the bright afternoon, Leather Dude’s bulk was even more pronounced than it had been at the park. His shoulders and chest strained his shirt, his biceps so pumped they barely fit through the sleeves.
With a nervous scratch to the back of his neck, the guy darted his gaze Michael’s direction before dropping it back to the grass.
Michael spun away, realizing the guy was ignoring him on purpose. God, that was weird. Normally when Michael ran into guys he’d messed around with, Michael was the one ducking behind trees or slipping into the nearest coffee shop to avoid conversation. He headed back to his friends before he was tempted to stare at the guy any longer. Something about Leather Dude had Michael wanting to twist around again, check out the guy one more time.
Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn't sure if she writes erotica. Her romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris's dismay the sex tends to get completely out of hand.
She writes about fantastical creatures and about young men getting their freak on, and she's never missed an episode of The Walking Dead.
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