Rustic Memory (Rustic #2)
Third time lucky is too much to hope for. Isn’t it?
Tyler Samuels had his reasons for leaving the country town where he grew up. He moved to the city, established a home and a career, and found love. Now Ty is in his early thirties, and as his life takes another tragic turn, he finds himself returning to the place he first ran from.
Mac McGrath has lived in Armidale all his life. He loves his family and his job as an electrician, running the family business. The only thing missing in his life is a relationship. When Ty, his teenage crush, arrives back in town, maybe he has found someone to love at last.
What starts as friends with benefits quickly turns to more for Mac, but Ty will need to let go of his memories if he is to learn to love again. But can Mac wait that long?
Mac was pissed. And it was about time Ty knew just how pissed off Mac was.
And there’s no time like the present.
Mac pounded on the door to Ty’s flat. His knuckles stung against the timber. He knew he was loud but didn’t care if he was disturbing anyone staying in the upstairs accommodation. He had raised his hand to knock again when the door swung open.
“Wha—Mac?” Ty’s eyes were wide. “What’s wrong? What are you doing here? Is everything all right?”
Mac pushed past Ty as he entered the flat and stormed down the hall. He heard the click of the door and Ty’s footsteps as he followed him to the lounge room.
Mac turned to face him, his words coming in a rush. “You did it again.”
“Did what again?” Ty ran a hand through his tousled hair. Judging by his attire and rumpled look, Ty had been sleeping.
Why does he have to look so goddamned gorgeous?
Mac made himself focus on his anger instead of Ty’s sexy, confused face. “Hot and cold, Ty. You’re like a fucking tap. Hot one minute and freaking frigid the next. What the fuck was that with your father?”
“I’m not sure what you mean.” Ty stood with his hands on his hips, eyes narrowed.
Mac didn’t let up. “I’m sure you know exactly what I’m talking about. ‘Mac is the electrician,’” he said in a falsetto. “Does that ring any bells?”
“For crying out loud. You’re upset because I didn’t introduce you to my father as what exactly?”
Mac paced the room. “How about a friend for starters?”
Ty put his hand out and stopped Mac as he prepared to move again. “Stop. Listen. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. Of course you’re my friend. Dad surprised me and I just didn’t think.”
“No. You didn’t think, Ty. Maybe if you did, you’d realise you keep reeling me in then pushing me away.”
“I know I’m pushing you away,” Ty shouted.
What the hell?
About Nic Starr
Balancing the demands of a corporate career with raising a family and writing can be challenging but she wouldn't give it up for the world.
Always a reader, the lure of m/m romance was strong and she devoured hundreds of wonderful m/m romance books before eventually realising she had some stories of her own that needed to be told!
When not writing or reading, she loves to spend time with her family-an understanding husband and two beautiful daughters, and is often found indulging in her love of cooking and planning her dream home in the country.
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