Rain Shadow (Bluewater Bay #10)
by L.A. Witt
An M/M Contemporary Romance
From Riptide Publishing
Released October 19th 2015
Jeremy Rose came to Bluewater Bay to work as Anna Maxwell’s bodyguard, not to escape his increasingly bitter relationship with his estranged kids. He just wants to focus on his job and be alone for a while. He’s done with love, especially now that three years after his long overdue divorce, he’s got a front-row seat to the rapid deterioration between Anna and her girlfriend. Cynical doesn’t even begin to describe him.
Then Anna and Leigh’s attempts to reconcile put him in the crosshairs of marriage counselor Scott Fletcher. Scott’s exactly what Jeremy needs right now: gorgeous, hot, horny, single, and 100% uninterested in a relationship. The problem is, too much no-strings-attached sex—and too much time in each other’s company—inevitably builds emotional connection.
Except Jeremy refuses to seek counseling for his broken family, and Scott refuses to get seriously involved with men who work dangerous jobs. They both need to realize they can only hide for so long from the pain they came here to escape. They must face their pasts before they lose their shot at a happy future.
I loved Jeremy and Scott! I’ve always loved reading about older men finding love and this time was no different. With her trademark mix of humor, heat and emotions, LA Witt delivered a fantastic story.
What I enjoyed the most about this tenth installment in the Bluewater Bay series, was the growth the characters did as the story progressed.
With Jeremy having come out later in life, it was a treat to see him give in to his desires and enjoying that side of himself freely. Of course, his constant denial that there was something more between him and Scott added to my enjoyment. He was adorably clueless and it warmed my heart when he finally (finally!) recognized that he had fallen in love with Scott.
I admit, I was disappointed that I didn’t get to experience Scott’s point of view first hand. However, LA Witt did allow me to understand his hesitancy in becoming involved with Jeremy and his struggle with coming to terms with Jeremy’s reluctance to seek help for his family’s problems. He was a smart, caring man and his patience and easy manner helped Jeremy a great deal. I just wished I could have gotten the chance to know more about his feelings as he and Jeremy got closer. I think it would have added a lot more to the story.
Of course, it helped that Jeremy and Scott had great chemistry. Those two were setting sparks here and there whenever they got together. And like any other time, I devoured it all. But it was the candid moments afterwards, when they let their guard down and shared some about their lives, that ultimately sold me on their relationship. They shared a great amount of unguarded moments that showcased their connection and added to their potential as a couple.
As I’ve come to expect from this author, emotions played an intricate part of the story too. There were Jeremy’s conflicted emotions in regards to his family’s problems plus his reluctance to admit his feelings about Scott and the stress all this brought to his job. Those emotions, coupled with Scott’s doubts about Jeremy and intense feelings of lust from both men, brought about the perfect balance to the heat and humor the author is known for.
For me, all elements complemented each other bringing forth a sweet, hot and heartwarming story about new-found love. I wouldn’t mind reading more about these two.
*I received a copy of this title in exchange of my honest opinion.
Once everyone was situated, the blond guy stood in front of us with his clipboard in one hand and the bus’s microphone in the other. “All right, welcome aboard, everybody!” he chirped. “Are we all ready to go see some eagles?”
A halfhearted, “Yeah,” went through the group.
He sighed dramatically. “Oh, come on. I know you all didn’t get up at this hour unless you wanted to. Are we ready to see some eagles or not?”
That prompted a slightly more enthusiastic response.
“That’s what I thought. Now we’re looking at about three and a half hours on the bus, which will get us there in time to catch our boat on the river. Everybody bring their cameras?”
A few people held up phones, and three hoisted giant SLRs with foot-long lenses.
“Good!” The blond guy grinned. “Well, I’ve been out there every day this week, and there’s been eagles as far as the eye can see. So expect lots of opportunities to get pictures.”
“Can we stop for coffee?” someone called out from the back.
“You can get coffee on the ferry out of Port Townsend. And we’ll stop again in Sedro-Woolley.”
A few people muttered, “Thank God.”
Our guide smiled like he didn’t need any coffee now or ever—jerk—and went on, “Okay, so let me give you a bit of background. Every winter, bald eagles congregate along a stretch of the Skagit River. Anybody know why?”
“To eat the dead salmon,” came a response near the front.
“Good! See, bald eagles are scavengers, so . . .”
While he went on and on, the driver put her giant coffee cup aside and the bus started moving, the diesel engine groaning like it agreed that this was too early and too cold. I suspected the group would perk up as the morning wore on, but for now, the collective fuuuuuck radiating from everyone was bordering on comical. Especially with Mr. Morning Person damn near bouncing as he told us about the eagles.
From across the aisle from me, someone grumbled, “No one should be that chipper before 9 a.m.”
I laughed and turned my head, ready to reply, “No shit, right?”
But I just stopped.
Maybe it was because he’d picked that exact moment to sip his coffee, and the movement of his unshaven jaw made both his cheekbones and his stubble stand out like holy fuck, but . . . holy fuck. He had a few lines alongside his mouth and eyes that intrigued the hell out of me, and the way his lips moved slightly when he swallowed his coffee did crazy, crazy things to my brain. He looked oddly familiar, but I couldn’t place where—or if—I’d seen him before.
Beneath a gray Mariners baseball cap, his blue eyes flicked toward me, and he lifted his eyebrows.
“Um.” I cleared my throat. “Good point. About . . .” What had he commented on again? I glanced at the front of the bus, and our fearless leader was still being entirely too cheerful as he briefed everyone who was listening. To the guy beside me, I said, “About him. Being chipper.”
The guy chuckled and raised his cup. “Thank God for coffee for the rest of us, am I right?”
“Yeah.” I shook mine, which was nearly empty. “I should’ve gotten a bigger one.”
“Good thing there’s a Starbucks on the route. And probably one at the ferry dock.”
I was about to praise a few deities, but he picked that moment to casually take off his baseball cap, scratch the back of his head, and put the cap back on.
God help me—he was almost entirely gray. Salt and very black pepper, but definitely more salt. And there went my ability to speak.
Maybe I was just tired of younger guys. Except silver foxes had always turned me inside out, even back when I was still in denial. Anna sometimes met with Hunter Easton, the author of the Wolf’s Landing series, and he was just . . . distraction on wheels. But this guy? Fuck.
And I was staring.
About the Author
L.A. Witt is an abnormal M/M romance writer who has finally been released from the purgatorial corn maze of Omaha, Nebraska, and now spends her time on the southwestern coast of Spain. In between wondering how she didn’t lose her mind in Omaha, she explores the country with her husband, several clairvoyant hamsters, and an ever-growing herd of rabid plot bunnies. She also has substantially more time on her hands these days, as she has recruited a small army of mercenaries to search South America for her nemesis, romance author Lauren Gallagher, but don’t tell Lauren. And definitely don’t tell Lori A. Witt or Ann Gallagher. Neither of those twits can keep their mouths shut . . .
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