Blog Tour Excerpt & Giveaway: Down & Dirty, Rhys Ford
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Dirty Minds Part Five –
“Okay, Bobby, let me get this straight,” Ichi said slowly as if I were the one who learned English second or eleventh like he did. “We’re looking for a cat. A cat?”
“Yeah. More specifically, this cat.” I held up a photo for Ichi to take and study, trying not to notice his lips plumping up when he pursed his mouth.
“And Cole isn’t letting the police handle this, why?” Ichi spared me a glance from his intense study of our target feline. I didn’t have to say anything because a second later, he shook his head. “Never mind. This is Cole. Of course he’s going to jump in and do this. Because he is Cole.”
There were a lot of reasons why the cops weren’t the cat’s best bet in being found. I knew the two assholes who’d pulled the case and if the National Organization for Raging Bigots were looking for poster boys, Garbeaux and Johnson would be measured up for fitted hooded sheets. They were everything wrong with humanity and sometimes, I’d even toss slugs into that assessment as well.
The two of them looking for a gay couple’s cat would rank up there with a wisdom tooth pull while getting their balls ripped out of their sacs. They could be counted on doing a few searches through recovered items and then close the case, saying there weren’t any leads. Garbeaux was riding out a couple of years to retirement and he’d groomed Johnson up to take his place as the department’s albatross. Both made it to detective before the department started to actively cull out the more rotten of its apples but like all slimy things, they stuck together and somehow slithered away from notice.
“Look, it’s really simple. We go around and see who is out and ask them if they saw what happened last night.” I explained.
“At midnight?” Ichi looked up and down the street. “Really?”
“Really.” It was a scant assurance but one just the same. “Chance are, anyone who was out here last night when they were dumping the van will be here tonight too. Someone coming home from work—”
“Or dumping vans they’d just stolen from a rich guy’s wedding…” he shot back.
“Or that.” I nodded. “But mostly kind of hoping they make it a habit of being out this late at night. Tried and true practice. I promise.”
“Oh good, because here I was thinking you were just dragging me out here so we could fuck in some dark alleyway.” Ichiro murmured. “Glad to know I was wrong.”
I wish he hadn’t said that. It was bad enough I wanted to find a brick wall and fuck him against it. The thing between us was still new… still fresh and it was killing me every time Ichi brushed up against me or gave me a simmering hot look, I was ready to find any flat surface I could slam him against and wrapped around me.
“Come on, let’s go find this cat,” I growled under my breath. “Or I’m going to have to explain to your brother why you’ve got concrete burn all over your ass.”
Down and Dirty Blog Tour
Dec 30 Part One — 3 Chicks After Dark
Dec 31 Part Two — Boy Meets Boy Reviews
Jan 1 Part Three — Joyfully Jay
Jan 2 Part Four — Love Bytes
Part Five — On Top Down Under Book Reviews
Jan 3 Part Six — Prism Book Alliance
Jan 4 Part Seven — It’s About The Book
Part Eight — The Blogger Girls
Jan 5 Part Nine — Sinfully Sexy
Jan 6 Part Ten — NDulgent Bloggers
Jan 7 Part Eleven — The Novel Approach
Jan 8 Part Twelve — Under the Covers Book Blog
From the moment former LAPD detective Bobby Dawson spots Ichiro Tokugawa, he knows the man is trouble. And not just because the much younger Japanese inker is hot, complicated, and pushes every one of Bobby’s buttons. No, Ichi is trouble because he’s Cole McGinnis’s younger brother and off-limits in every possible way. And Bobby knows that even before Cole threatens to kill him for looking Ichi’s way. But despite his gut telling him Ichi is bad news, Bobby can’t stop looking… or wanting.
Ichi was never one to play by the rules. Growing up in Japan as his father’s heir, he’d been bound by every rule imaginable until he had enough and walked away from everything to become his own man. Los Angeles was supposed to be a brief pitstop before he moved on, but after connecting with his American half-brothers, it looks like a good city to call home for a while—if it weren’t for Bobby Dawson.
Bobby is definitely a love-them-and-leave-them type, a philosophy Ichi whole-heartedly agrees with. Family was as much of a relationship as Ichi was looking for, but something about the gruff and handsome Bobby Dawson that makes Ichi want more.
Much, much more.
You can check out Cindi’s 5 star review of Down and Dirty here.
Rhys Ford was born and raised in Hawai’i then wandered off to see the world. After chewing through a pile of books, a lot of odd food, and a stray boyfriend or two, Rhys eventually landed in San Diego, which is a very nice place but seriously needs more rain.
Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.
And at the Starbucks down the street. No really, they’re 24/7. And a drive-thru. It’s like heaven.
My books can be purchased, folded and first chapters read at Dreamspinner Press.