About Breakdown
by Mychael Black
124 pages / 31800 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-227-9
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Jack has a real thing for Ty. Problem is that Ty's a lot younger than him, and straight to boot. Well, at least Jack thinks Ty is, until Ty makes sure he knows that's not the case, sealing the deal with a kiss. Maybe even more than a kiss, during a spontaneous encounter. Set in the same world as the popular Hearth and Home series, the Breakdown boys can count Robbie and Seth as friends. And matchmakers when someone suggests a night out for beer and pool. They can also count on Ty's mom to interfere with their lives, as she wants her baby boy to stop living in sin.
Can Jack overcome Ty's growing confusion about what he wants, and keep Ty's family from interfering in their new relationship?
Originally published as the Chaser series Breakdown.
Sample
"Will do." Jack watched them go, caught Ty's gaze
for a moment, and then went inside. The screen door opened a moment later,
just as he stepped into the kitchen.
"Thanks again," Ty said.
"No problem, kid. Can't risk your brakes goin' out." Jack rummaged until he
found a beer, then popped it open, taking a huge swallow.
Ty laughed. "We're going out and you're already drinking?"
"Needed it." Jack took another big drink, and set the bottle on the counter.
"By the way..." He turned and Ty looked up from where he'd been reading the
brake pads box. "Happy birthday."
The kid smiled, lighting up his entire face. "Thanks. Finally legal." As if
to accentuate his point, Ty grabbed Jack's half-empty beer off the counter
top and finished it off.
Jack made a point to not look at the way the kid's throat worked with every
swallow, or the expanse of flesh exposed, waiting for a kiss or two. When
the bottle hit the inside of the trash can, Jack snapped himself out of his
daze. "I'm gonna go get changed."
"Cool. I'll be down here."
He took the steps two at a time, needing to put as much space between him
and Ty as possible. His control was slipping the more they were alone. Every
inch of Jack's body ached for Ty's touch, his fantasies only fueling the
fire slowly driving him mad. Safe in his room, Jack slumped back against the
closed door, eyes closed, and tried to steady his racing heartbeat. This was
killing him.
"Jack?"
Jack opened his eyes, realizing he'd been standing there for a good while
longer than he'd intended. "Yeah. Just gimme a minute."
"You okay, man?"
No? Jack shook his head. Just open the door, take the chance.
"Jack. C'mon." Ty tried turning the doorknob, muttering something when it
proved to be locked. "Look, we don't have to go out. I can call Robbie's
cell and--"
"No. I'm okay, kid." Really. Jack heard the wood creak when Ty leaned
against the wall.
"Then what's wrong? You've been acting weird for a while now," Ty said
quietly.
Taking a deep breath and saying a prayer, Jack turned and opened the door.
Ty stared at him from the opposite wall, hands shoved into faded jeans
pockets. Booted feet set shoulder-width apart, stretching the denim across
lean hips, he watched Jack with a curious but worried expression. Jesus,
Jack was in trouble and he knew it.
"I'm okay. Really," Jack said finally.
"Then why have you been avoiding me? Thought we were friends."
Jack sighed and raked a hand through his already-graying hair. "Goddamn it,
Ty! I'm avoiding you because I want you too much."
"What's stopping you?"
Brow furrowed, Jack met Ty's gaze. "What?"