About Taste Test: Boys Next Door

by Dakota Flint, Zoe Nichols and Cassidy Ryan
43 pages / 18000 words
ISBN-13: 978-1-60370-486-1
ISBN-10: 1-60370-486-8
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc

Sometimes it's the guy right under your nose that's perfect for you, but what does it take to notice the boy next door? The  Boys Next Door Taste Test explore the untapped joys of what's right at your doorstep. In Cassidy Ryan's A Perfect Match, Keaghan is trying to keep his hands off his brother-in-law's kid sibling, but Trace is just right for him. Will they be the perfect match?

In Dakota Flint's Breaking Point Jonathon Burns moves back into his childhood home after the end of his long-term relationship. He's not prepared for Alex Walsh, the boy he once loved, trying to rekindle old flames. Jonathon doesn't want to risk his heart again, so he tries to resist and even tells Alex to back off, but will he fall again anyway? Finally, in Peep Show, by Zoe Nichols, Seth Richards is your average thirty-five year old man whose life is pretty normal. Until Dillon Callaway moves into his neighborhood, that is. When Dillon gives him a show from across the way, Seth knows his life is about to turn upside down. Can he find the courage to break his comfortable routine?

Sample

A Perfect Match
By Cassidy Ryan

“What the hell... did you sleep here last night?”

I jerked upright on the sofa and winced when my body instantly protested. I'd paid a small fortune for that damn sofa; I might as well have spent the night on a pile of bricks.

“What time is it?” I didn't bother to answer Jill's question. The fact that I was still wearing the clothes I'd been wearing the day before, and looked like something the cat threw up, spoke loud and clear.

“It's almost eight-thirty.” My assistant crossed the room, picked up the suit jacket that I had discarded on the floor, and shook it out before handing it to me. I looked at it with distaste before taking it and slipping it on. “You look like shit,” she added, rather unnecessarily, I thought.

I threw her a tight smile and went to the desk in front of the tall window, slumped in the chair, and winced again as a sharp pain shot through my back. I tilted my head from side to side until it cracked loudly, and couldn't help smiling at the grimace that passed over Jill's face. “And yet I feel like a million bucks.”

Jill stood on the other side of the desk, arms folded over an ample bosom and an eyebrow arched. “What's going on? I happen to know that we don't have anything going on that's so pressing as to necessitate you sleeping on the sofa last night.”

She was right of course, on both counts. As busy as we were, there was nothing we weren't on top of, and if there was, Jill would certainly know. There was nothing that happened within the offices of The Templeton Banks Partnership that Jill didn't know about. She certainly knew a helluva lot more than me, but then I wasn't that high on the gossip totem pole, only being the Templeton in Templeton Banks.

But there was one thing that I did know: neither of us were leaving that office until I 'fessed up. I sighed, resigned to my fate. “Sit.”

A satisfied little smile on her lips, Jill folded herself elegantly into the seat opposite me and crossed her legs.

“You remember I told you that my sister asked me to put up her husband's brother in my guest house?”

Jill nodded. “He just got back from England, right?”