Unbreak My Heart 5
Release Date: December 6
Publisher: Amber Quill Press
Brett and JT are hosting Millie and Ray's wedding, but that's not the only love keeping this holiday season merry.
Brett and JT are having a good run. The animal shelter is working out just fine at the ranch, the four wiggling new additions to their family are thriving, and old Ray's operation seems to have been a success. Brett and JT are still in their own honeymoon phase and continue to have trouble with not ripping each other's clothes off at inappropriate times and places.
Next on the ranch's agenda is Millie and Ray's Christmas wedding and whether it's the upcoming nuptials or the holiday spirit in the air, Brett's heart just won't settle down. He has so much love for his California kid that some days he feels like that schoolboy with a crush again. He's not sure how to tame all those feelings but he knows he has to try.
“Have I ever told you I’m not a fan of hospitals?” Brett Taylor asked.
JT Campbell kept one eye on the road as he snuck a peek at his partner. Brett was sprawled in the passenger seat, one leg hitched up, dirty cowboy boot resting against the dash and tapping in time to the country song on the radio. They hadn’t changed out of their dusty work clothes, since time management wasn’t either of their fortes, and the extra smattering of dirt and tangle of wheat in his long hair made Brett even more attractive in JT’s eyes.
“I don’t think it’s ever come up,” JT said, his lips quirking up in an involuntary grin. That happened a lot when Brett was around.
Brett huffed out a long sigh. He tugged his hat off, tossing it on the console between them as he threaded a hand through his hair. “Two of mama’s husbands died in them. Truth was, I didn’t care much or, you know, at all, for one of them, but the other was a stand-up guy.”
I'm sorry.” JT reached for Brett’s hand, ducking a little to bring it to his lips. He kissed it tenderly, while Brett chuckled before snatching it back. “You know Ray’s going to be okay, right?”
“‘Course. He’s a tough old son of a gun. Just been in a little longer than he was supposed to. Mama’s the one who’s worried.”
“Don’t sass me, kid."
JT let out an accidental snort and it earned him a patented Brett Taylor hairy eyeball. "I think you’ve got it a little wrong. Millie’s been at the hospital every day for the last four days, taking care of Ray. She told me to look after you.”
Brett shook his head with a scowl. He tucked his hat back on his head and dipped it low, slouching back into the leather seat, and wrestling with the seatbelt a little before crossing his arms. JT could see the sexy smirk on his lips from a mile away. "Guess I’ll just let you do that then. Wake me up when I need a potty break.”
Eyes focused back on the road, JT didn’t hide his amusement. “Yes sir…Darlin’.”
K-lee Klein has lived in one part of Western Canada or another for her entire life. She’s a doting mother of three now-grown kids, and has had characters and plots running around her head for as long as she can remember. In an attempt to avoid major writer's block, she keeps the image of muse on her leg so he can't run off too far, unfortunately it doesn't work all the time. K-lee's days consist of planning her next tattoo design for her growing collection, having a lot of baths since her muse loves the water, and fighting off an abundance of fabulous gay men, large and small who continually bounce off the walls of her skull, competing for their turns to tell their stories.
Among her favorite sub-genres to read and write are rock stars, cowboys, shifters, friends-to-lovers, and opposites-attract relationships. But to be honest, she’s open to almost anything if it involves messing around in the heads of her characters. She’s also big on series—because she has a hard time letting her characters go—and is usually working on a handful of stories in various stages of completion all at the same time.
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