Title: As The Sun Sets (Love for the Seasons #3)
Author: R.J. Jones
Publisher: Vivid Blue Press
Release Date: February 24, 2017
Genre(s): Gay contemporary romance
Page Count: 159 pages
Reviewed by: Natosha
A sea change could be just what the doctor ordered.
Doctor Scott Penney used to be a Paediatric Oncologist—until he burned out. Watching children suffer and die took its toll on his mental health. To cope, he used anonymous sex as an emotional crutch, thinking it was better than hitting the bottle. But that inevitably destroyed his relationship with the man he loved.
With his tail between his legs and a year’s worth of celibacy under his belt, Scott accepts a position as an Accident and Emergency consultant, leaving his career in oncology and London behind.
Ben Jenkins is a paediatric nurse who loves his seaside city, his job, and his faithful old Labrador, Happy. When he meets the new doctor, Ben falls for Scott’s kind-yet-reserved personality—not to mention his good looks. Scott is great with the children who come through the hospital, but Ben senses there’s more to Scott than meets the eye.
Scott tries to resist Ben’s sunny charm—Scott’s not boyfriend material, after all—but it’s impossible not to fall in love with the sad looking old dog and his charming owner. As Scott and Ben get closer and the weather heats up, tragedy strikes and Ben is left wondering how much of Scott’s history he actually knows.
For them to move forward, Ben must show Scott that no matter what happened in the past, a beautiful day can always start after the sun sets.
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Love for the Seasons
After finishing my last lemonade, I glanced at my watch and stood. “Well, I’m calling it a night. Have a nice few days off, everyone.”
To my surprise, and to Emma’s as well, going by her raised eyebrows, Ben stood and said his goodbyes. It wasn’t until we were on the street that he spoke.
I was tired. Tired of avoiding my feelings for him. Tired of not having him the way I wanted.
I moistened my lips, watching as his gaze fell to my mouth. I heard his sharp intake of breath, and before I knew it, I drew him into my arms and crashed my lips down on his. Ben opened immediately, allowing me to dive into his depths, tasting every part of him as our tongues tangled together. I couldn’t contain the groan building in my throat as I backed him up against the brick wall of the pub. Ben wasn’t passive, but he let me drive. I took it up a notch, wondering how far I could go without spontaneously combusting. I hadn’t kissed a man in over a year, let alone had one in my arms. I was so far past the point of no return my mind had gone blank. I ground my pelvis against his, and he shuddered when our erections pressed together. His hands were on either side of my neck, holding me close, not allowing me to move away from the kiss. Not that I wanted to. Grabbing his arse, I kneaded his cheeks, feeling the play of muscle under my fingertips, making a needy sound emit from his throat, low and primal.
We continued to devour each other, unaware if anyone was watching us out on the street. My world tipped sideways with every brush of his fingers, sending me into a spin I had no hope in hell of getting myself out of. We both wanted the same thing, and I could feel it in his touch—he would agree to whatever I asked of him.
Ben pressed his jeans-clad dick against mine again before he pulled away slightly, brushing his nose along my throat. He whispered against my lips, “You have no idea how much I want you.”
More By RJ Jones
RJ started as a reader and eventually made the progression to reviewing. It wasn’t until two men popped into her thoughts, insisting on telling her their story that she started to write. It started with one scene. A hot and dirty one in the shower.
RJ’s initial thought was if she could write their scene then they’d shut up and allow her to concentrate on other aspects of the day. That shower scene was 3000 words long and three hours of work. But they didn’t shut up. They told her their entire story and she didn’t sleep for days. Sometimes she couldn’t keep up with what they were telling her and she had to keep a notebook by the bed.
Whilst RJ was writing their story a side character decided he needed his story told too. Then other characters followed suit.
You see the problem? If RJ ever wants to sleep again then she needs to write.
RJ is a wife and a mother to two boys. Even her dog is a boy.
She is surrounded by males.