Characters Who Love Snow
Being a lover of winter myself, I know that this isn’t the norm. Most people are less than fond of winter with it’s cold and bitter winds, it’s shorter days, and its snow. Even people who love winter sports often would prefer to be able to jump from wherever they are enjoying those sports to somewhere that’s more summerlike immediately after.
Many of my characters reflect this lack of joy for winter, so when a pair come along who love winter and the cold and the snow, I get to revel in them, which is what I did with Henry and Ecco. These two guys love the snow sports, they love the way the snow paints their surroundings, and they love the indoor activities that one can indulge in during winter.
There’s nothing like coming in from the cold and being able to snuggle up together in front of a fire with mugs of hot chocolate and indulge in whatever snuggling and warming up together leads to. Henry and Ecco are very good at that, too. I had a great time writing them and being able to really share my love of winter and all it entails.
Smut fixes everything
About the Book
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Length: 193 Pages/52k Words
Category: Contemporary Romance
Blurb: Game designer Henry Delloit loves his life, his mountain community, his isolated dream home, and the snow. He also loves that the X-treme Games blow into the area for a month every year, bringing with them hundreds of athletes.
Ecco Rasmussen loves boarding. He knows he’ll never make it to the big time, but as long as he can get on his board and go, he doesn’t care. If only his manager, Blake Dobbs, would cut Ecco a break. The man’s possessive and mean, and believes he owns Ecco.
When Henry and Ecco meet at the Branchberry Games, it’s lust at first sight. An injury on Ecco’s qualifying run offers an opportunity to spend quality time together at Henry’s home, away from the crowds and out from under Blake’s thumb.
At this rate, lust might turn into love, but not if they can’t keep their romance hidden from Blake.
Often referred to as “Space Cowboy” and “Gangsta of Love” while still striving for the moniker of “Maurice,” Sean Michael spends his days surfing, smutting, organizing his immense gourd collection and fantasizing about one day retiring on a small secluded island peopled entirely by horseshoe crabs. While collecting vast amounts of vintage gay pulp novels and mood rings, Sean whiles away the hours between dropping the f-bomb and pursuing the kama sutra by channeling the long lost spirit of John Wayne and singing along with the soundtrack to “Chicago.”
A long-time writer of complicated haiku, currently Sean is attempting to learn the advanced arts of plate spinning and soap carving sex toys.
Barring any of that? He’ll stick with writing his stories, thanks, and rubbing pretty bodies together to see if they spark.