It’s no accident I decided on instalove as my trope of choice for Cut to the Feeling as a series. Oliver’s story, like Aiden’s before it, is meant to offer hope to people who can see themselves reflected in the men I write. One of my favorite parts of Fighting for Love especially was getting to show off different ways characters can display strength through their bodies as well as their emotions! Our romances are real and powerful and they come in all kinds of wonderful ways. I hope you’re all ready to cut to the feeling with me!
Wish me luck with the new release!!
When daydreamer Oliver Park falls—literally—into the arms of a boy he’s never seen at the coffee house before, the spark of mystery muscle boy Seth Kane’s touch sends him reeling.
He hasn’t felt anything like it since he was in love with his ex-boyfriend turned best friend Aiden. When Seth asks Oliver out, the immediate heat between them is too great to ignore.
But Seth is holding back.
Are stolen moments with Oliver enough, or will Seth’s growing love risk putting a target on Oliver’s back? Someone dangerous stands in the way of the new couple’s happily ever after. Someone willing to do whatever it takes to keep Seth and Oliver apart.
Can Seth get close to Oliver without letting the sweet, soft boy get too close?
What if the truth sends Oliver running scared?
Is their whirlwind romance worth the fight?
Fighting for Love is book 2 in the Cut to the Feeling series. It is a gay instalove romantic drama that is better read as part of the series.
“You love him?” Derrek said, his arms crossed over his chest, and Seth nodded immediately in response. He shook his hands out beside me before turning to lean his back against the counter, taking my hands in his.
I stumbled the few steps toward him before Seth tugged hard on my arm and spun me, and I landed pressed against Seth’s front, the subtle bump in his shorts sitting in just the right place. His hands hung over mine, his fingers tickling my palms.
“He’s like every dream I’ve ever had come to life,” Seth said quietly, his voice sweet in my buzzing ear.
He slouched forward, breaking his stiff posture to rest his chin on my shoulder, and I lifted our clasped hands to rest on the cage of butterflies that was my stomach. Aiden chewed thoughtfully on his lip as Derrek approached, arms tense at his sides. Theo shuffled on the sofa across the room, hands hidden in the sleeves he brushed across his reddening cheeks.
“I can’t go back to being without you,” Seth muttered into my ear, and my body shook.