Love Next Door by Megan Slayer
Love’s Bloom
Pride Publishing
Contemporary LGBTQ Romance
M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation
Can three tiny kittens
really bring these two men together and prove love can bloom despite the chilly
spring days?
Tommy Davis considered
himself a loner. He spent his days writing and running, all while keeping
everyone else at bay. That is until he discovers three kittens abandoned in his
shrubbery. His fatherly instincts kick in, and he goes to the one person he
knows can help—his sexy as sin next-door-neighbor who happens to be a
veterinarian.
Matthew James wasn’t
looking for love, but the moment Tommy shows up on his doorstep, he can’t send
him away. He’s had a thing for Tommy since the first time he saw him, but his
shyness has kept him from making a move.
The melting snow,
blossoming flowers and a trio of kittens could be more than the guys can
handle, but they just might be the push Matthew needs to find his forever with
Tommy.
General Release Date:
6th April 2021
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EXCERPT:
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Matthew opened the door. “It’s eight in the
morning and I’m tired. I don’t care if it is fifty degrees out, I’m not running
right now.” He frowned. “Wait, you said you had a problem. Did you get my mail
again?”
“Sort of, maybe?” Tommy bit back his
desperation and fear. “I found kittens.”
“Kittens?” Matthew peeked into the box.
“They’re only a few days old, but their eyes are open. Where were they? Is the
mother with them?”
“I found these three in the bushes.” He fought
to catch his breath. “I don’t know what to do. I think the momma perished.”
Matthew sighed. “Jesus.”
“If you don’t want to give me a hand, I’ll
take them to the clinic.” Tommy covered the mewling kittens with the towels and
box flaps. “Sorry I bothered you.”
“If you take them to the clinic, they could
put them down,” Matthew said. “Kittens without a mother require special
attention we don’t have at the clinic and they might not survive anyway.”
“That’s terrible.” Tommy shook his head.
“Look, I don’t know anything about them. Shouldn’t I have bottles and formula
or something? I’ll take care of them.” He needed to be sure about the mother
cat, though. “Will you check on Momma? I’ll pay you for the home visit.”
Matthew shoved his feet into a pair of boots.
“I didn’t think you were an animal lover.”
“I didn’t think you were so heartless,” Tommy
snapped. “Put them down? They’d truly do that?”
Matthew grabbed his scarf. “First, I
said they might—not me. Second, they are young kittens. It can
be tricky because they’re so small. The averages aren’t in their favor if the
mother has rejected them. It’s not being cruel. It’s being honest. That said,
I’ll help you. I can’t imagine being left alone, even if today is the warmest
it’s been all year. Where’s the mother?”
“In the bushes. Can’t miss her. Ginger cat by
the bush closest to the flower box,” Tommy said. “Do I take these guys inside?”
“Take them to my living room. I’ve got milk
replacer at the house. If the mother has expired, I’ll show you what to do to
give the kittens get the best start. Ensure they’re warm. Pushy will try to get
involved, so just let her. She simply wants to investigate and won’t hurt
them.” Matthew hustled past the hedgerow and across Tommy’s lawn.
Tommy stepped into Matthew’s house. He’d never
been inside before. The best he’d done was catch glimpses of the interior when
he’d gone for an evening run and Matthew’s lights were on.
Pushy trotted up to Tommy. She didn’t bark but
wagged her tail. She sniffed at the box until he put the cardboard on the
floor. He had petted her head and chatted to her plenty of times when she’d
managed to tunnel under the fence between his and Matthew’s yards. “Hi, Push.”
He sat on the floor. “I’ve got kittens. See?” He moved one of the flaps. “Three
kittens.”
Pushy whined and nosed the box, then let out
what sounded like a howl.
Tommy petted her, trying to soothe the dog.
“I’m sorry, Push. What’s wrong?”
Matthew strode into the house. “Momma has
expired. She probably froze to death or starved trying to protect them. She was
so thin.”
Tommy’s heart sank. He’d hoped she could be
saved. “Why don’t you keep these guys, Squeak, Eek and Meek? I’ve got a shoebox
and will bury Momma.” He stood. “When I’m done, you can give me the rundown as
to how to take care of them.”
“You’re sure you want to take them in?”
“Someone has to. They’ve had a rough start in
life and it’s the least I can do, giving them a fighting chance. It’s the
official first day of spring and everyone needs that chance to survive.”
“I admire you, Tommy.”
“Don’t admire me until we know they’re all
okay.” He half-smiled, faking confidence, then abandoned the box. He headed
outside and over to his garage. Once he’d emptied a shoebox, he took to the
task of giving Momma a proper burial. He might not be able to help her, but he
could take care of her babies. If it meant spending time with Matthew, then
even better.
Spring was supposed to be the time for new
beginnings and fresh starts. Maybe he and Matthew could form a strong alliance
or something more.
I never thought Matthew and I could bond over
a triad of abandoned kittens.
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Congratulations on your new release, Megan!
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