About Rust Red: Galvanized
by Meredith Shayne
62 pages / 17100 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-562-1
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Adam is used to the adrenaline-filled life of the Royal Flying Doctors
Service, so his desk duty due to a broken leg is wearing thin. But coming
out in the testosterone-driven environment of a Western Australian nickel
mine is no walk in the park either. Six months after the mine cave in that
almost killed Adam, he and his mining engineer boyfriend Chris Barker need a
break.
A trip to Surfers Paradise to visit Adam's family seems like just the thing,
until a chance meeting with an old adversary on the tourist strip makes
Chris' private life very, very public. With the nickel mine seething with
prejudice, and Chris stubbornly refusing to admit that his safety is in
question, it's up to Adam to persuade Chris that the love they share is more
important than Adam's love for his job and the rust-red landscape that
surrounds them.
Sample
Even if Adam hadn't broadcast to the whole world how
much he wanted his cast off, Chris would have known anyway, since he was
like a man on a mission once they got to the hospital. Chris was sure that
he'd never seen anyone get close to sprinting using crutches before, but woe
betide any little old lady who got in Adam's way when he was motoring down
the corridor to the Orthopedics Department. A man possessed didn't begin to
describe it.
In the end, there weren't any ten cent pieces, gum wrappers, or pots of gold
revealed when the cast came off, just a really white leg that was noticeably
and disconcertingly smaller than Adam's other leg.
"It's very important that you do your exercises to build up muscle strength
in this leg now," the technician told Adam as he wiped his leg down with a
wet, soapy gauze dressing stolen from the shelves of supplies lining one
wall. "If you don't, this muscle atrophy is going to be a permanent thing,
and no one wants that, right?"
"Right." Adam nodded, drying his leg off with another gauze pad. "I'll do
them. I'll do them every day, I promise."
"It's not me you should be making promises to," she said dryly. "Get
dressed, you're done."
The technician had tried to get Adam to take his old crutches back, to be
kind to his newly-freed leg, but he'd refused, so she'd forced a walking
stick on him instead. Chris and Adam walked slowly out into the car park,
Chris' stomach clenching at the way Adam seemed to be favoring his weakened
leg, leaning heavily on the cane. "Are you okay?"
Adam nodded. "Yeah, I... yeah. It just feels weird, that's all. Light. The
cast was so heavy and restricting, and now it's gone, so... yeah. It feels
really light."
"But not painful."
Adam looked at him across the roof of the car, and the heat in his eyes made
Chris' heart skip a beat. "No," he said, smiling slowly, his gaze dropping
to Chris' lips. "Not painful at all."
Chris felt his face heating, and he bit his lip, glancing around the car
park before unlocking the car. "Get in the car."
Adam's expression turned cheeky. "Bossy now, hm? I hope that lasts until we
get home."
When they did get home it was Adam who was the bossy one, practically towing
Chris up the driveway by the front of his shirt. Chris would have protested
the obvious display of possessiveness, the crossing of the friends-to-more
line in public, but there was too much blood rushing to pool in his lower
extremities for him to form the words, so he just let himself be towed. As
soon as the door was shut behind them, Adam let his walking stick clatter to
the ground and shoved Chris against it, kissing him hard. "Time to make good
on your promise," he said hoarsely, fingers tugging at Chris' t-shirt to get
it over his head.
Chris grabbed at the waistband of Adam's pants and tugged him closer,
pressing their hips together. "I promised something, did I? I can't quite
remember..."
Adam's chuckle was throaty and full of lust, the sound of it going straight
to Chris' cock. "Oh, yeah, you promised all right," Adam said as he rubbed
his hips against Chris', his hands moving around to grab Chris' ass. "And
you'll deliver, too."
Chris grinned, pulling Adam in for a kiss. "Flattery will get you
everywhere," he said, shoving Adam away and bending down to pick him up in a
fireman's carry, almost running across the living room to the bedroom.