A.E. Via~Cover Reveal~Give away~Nothing Special V #theboysareback

 
 Author A.E. Via
Title:
Nothing Special V
M/M GAY
CONTEMPORARY
Release Date: December
24, 2016
 The boys are back and
fiercer than ever!
 
“We were a unit
tonight, moving as one. Even apart, we are deadly, but when combined – we are
f**kin’ unstoppable.” ~~ God ~~
Atlanta’s notorious narcotics task
force is at it again. They are stronger, bigger, and better than
ever. Especially when a city councilman sends RECON Marine, Edwin Steele –
who’s been blacklisted from his Oakland department – to join the
team. God and Day weren’t recruiting. They have a lot on their plates,
like the fact they’re supposed to be getting married soon. They don’t have
the time or the patience to integrate a decorated war hero with a slight
chip on his shoulder into their well-oiled machine. 
A hothead that’s
uncontrollable and terrible with authority… but wasn’t that their team
motto?
Steele was ready to hang
up his shield. He was done fighting with bigoted bastards that couldn’t
respect the job. He was good at fighting; he just needed the right team to
fight with. When his uncle – City Councilman, Rasmus Steele – shows him a
video of God’s team in action, he knows right away, it’s where his nephew
belongs in order to restore his faith. 
Steele pointed to the
driver, a behemoth of a man wielding those massive firearms like a true beast…
like a soldier. “And him. Who the hell is he?”
“That’s your new boss.
Lieutenant Cashel Godfrey… they call him… God.”



Steele was skeptical
about his new placement, but when he meets God’s 
technology specialist/computer
genius, “Tech,” he’s willing to give it his all, and he definitely shows
and proves.
Tech is stunning. His
sweater vest 
and khakis, a stark contrast to the blue-jeaned roughnecks
he works with. A beautiful sheep amongst the wolves. Steel thinks
there’s no way the brilliant man 
would be interested in a hardhead like him, but
Tech has a few badass hidden talents of his own and manages to
fool him… fool all of them.
 
This story is a part of
a series but can stand alone. It does not end on a cliffhanger and has a
HEA. There are no multiple pairings in this novel. 



{I will update this post with pre- order links as soon as they are available}
Excerpt…
Chapter Twelve
Steele
 
Steele
looked at Tech’s profile while he set out all the tiny pieces to make him an
earpiece. His hands moved methodically over the delicate pieces, putting each
item in its place. It was way outside of Steele’s scope of knowledge. The young
man was a genius. As he looked around at all the sophisticated technology, he
couldn’t help but marvel at the detective. This was something you’d see built
by an engineer that worked for Bill Gates or something, making a six-figure
salary, not in an Atlanta precinct, and he found himself wanting to know Tech’s
story.
He
looked sexy today in his fitted jeans and black, slim-fitted, ribbed
turtleneck. The black, plastic framed glasses set off his entire “I’m a hot
nerd” look, but the body didn’t quite match. He was fit and toned in a Peter
Parker kind of way. Tech probably couldn’t get overly muscular, but it was
clear he worked out. His biceps were probably the size of small apples when he
flexed, and Steele hoped he’d get an opportunity to see them.
Tech
finally moved to get to work, putting a piece of the gray putty on the end of
the five-inch forceps. But as Tech’s hand got closer to the side of his face,
Steele could see the slight tremor. Fuck.
Steele slowly reached up and got a gentle grip of Tech’s narrow wrist, bringing
his hand back down. He took his other hand and pushed back the long sleeve of
Tech’s shirt, locating the spot on his wrist he could manipulate with a little
pressure to help calm some of Tech’s anxiety over having to touch him –
especially when they hadn’t approached the elephant in the room. He looked into
Tech’s brown eyes behind those clear lenses while he rubbed his thumb in a
small circle over the smooth skin. He lost himself in the movement; Tech’s skin
was so pale and soft as he caressed him that he almost forgot why he was even
touching him in the first place. Maybe because of their first interaction
Steele felt an extremely strong pull towards Tech.
“Don’t
be afraid of me, detective,” Steele whispered, watching closely as Tech’s long
lashes fluttered over his intelligent eyes. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I truly am.
I promise… I swear on my fallen brothers that I’ll never ever hurt you like
that again. I wouldn’t’ve come back if I didn’t think I could control myself…
especially around you. I’m ashamed of what I did.”
Tech’s
breath came out in shallow gusts while he let Steele continue to touch him.
“I’m sorry, too. I didn’t mean to offend you, either… or hurt you.” 
“I
know you didn’t.” Steele wanted to lean in closer, somehow get better
acquainted in a different way, but he’d try to establish some trust between
them first. He slid Tech’s sleeve up until it was bunched around his tight
bicep. He stopped caressing the pressure point when he saw the dark purple
bruise above Tech’s elbow. Oh no. He felt even shitter than last night. No
words he’d thought of seemed good enough to speak, right now.
“I’m
okay. Really. I’m stronger than you may think,” Tech said hoarsely, his eyes
darting away. He looked upset, but for a different reason.
“I
know you’re strong. I felt it. But I know the joint is swollen and aching in
there.” Steele let Tech’s wrist go and reached for his backpack. “I brought
something to help.”
Tech
inched in a little closer and Steele took that as a good sign. Ignoring the
delicious coolness of Tech’s cologne, he reached inside and took out the
circular metal container. He didn’t take much with him as he moved from place
to place but he did keep his array of natural remedies he’d acquired from
doctors all over the world, from hypnotherapist to Ayurvedic physicians.
The
can of presoaked bandages was the best he’d ever encountered for aching muscles
and joints. It was made of so many herbs and oils; he’d never be able to recite
them all, but he knew of the primary ones. He took off the tin lid and Tech’s
neck jerked back at the potent smell that blasted their senses, even their eyes
began to water. Tech put his hand up to his nose. “What the hell? Oh my god.”
Steele
chuckled deeply, reaching out to cup Tech’s hand, pulling him back towards him
until was standing between his legs. “I know. I know. It’s the Capsaicin. It’s
an oil extracted from hot chile peppers. I think, mixed with the peppermint,
it’s a bit overpowering, but all the properties together do wonders in reducing
inflammation.”
“There’s
no way I can walk around the office with these on. God’ll kick my ass out of
here so fast.”
“No
he won’t. Because after the bandages are on, I’m going to wrap it in plastic.
It’ll contain the smell. Trust me.” He looked up at Tech’s eyes, realizing
their close proximity. He’d done it on purpose, opening his legs a little
wider. He wanted to show Tech he had a measure of gentility under all his
strength.
Tech
was quiet while Steele carefully wrapped both elbows. “It’s cold. Feels kind of
good, despite the smell.” Tech’s smile was gorgeous and warm.
“It’s
the Camphor cream. A lot of physicians say use hot temperatures for aches, some
say cold. I’ve found cool works best, especially for acute pain.” Steele began
wrapping the Saran wrap. “Out in the field, we’ll try just about anything to
eliminate pain. Of course, we had our corpsmen; but taking narcotics was a last
resort, we needed to stay sharp.”
Steele
pulled down one sleeve and then the other. He closed up his canister and tucked
it back inside his bag. He wiped his hand on a hand towel in his backpack and
zipped it up. “So, what do you think?” Steele knew the medicine well. Already
knew it was working its way into the layers of Tech’s skin, giving him some
much-needed relief. At least Steele was able to fix a little of the damage he’d
done.
“Much
better, actually. Wow, it’s like a miracle serum,” Tech said, bending his arm,
testing the mobility.
“Keep
them on overnight, if you can. It’ll really feel a lot better by tomorrow.”
“Okay,”
Tech agreed, almost wistfully. He stood there rooted in place, just watching
him for a moment and Steele saw his eyes drop to his mouth. Steele licked his
lips.
Tech
blinked, dropping his eyes down, moving back to the side, in front of his kit.
“I better get this going. I’m sure your new partners will be ready for you
soon.”
Steele
tilted his head to the side when Tech reached for his earlobe again. He didn’t
make a sound and he fought not to react, but the hot detective touching him on
his spot was making it difficult. No words were spoken now, only silence and
Steel’s shameless thoughts. He wanted to moan so badly when those agile fingers
moved across the fleshly part of his ear, manipulating the soft substance to
mold to his canal. Tech’s face was so close to his he could feel his exhale
while he peered into the tunnel of his ear. His breath was a mix of coffee and
something else sugary… like he’d had pancakes for breakfast. Steele turned
inward, wanting to smell, wanting to taste.
“Hold
still,” Tech whispered, close to him. “Won’t be long.”
Oh, damn.
That erotic voice. A mild tenor, lighter than bass but far from feminine.
Absolutely perfect. Steele would love to hear it right here in Tech’s
sanctuary. Standing in the midst of all he’d engineered with his brilliant
mind. In the darkness, illuminated with only the flashing red and green signal
indicators on Tech’s monitors, not the harsh florescent lighting over his head
right now. Ahh. He’d hold that taut
body close to him while he caressed the petite round globes of his ass. Would
Tech fit to his body the same way he was curving that malleable paste to fit
his ear? Steele could feel his heart beating faster the more his fantasy played
out in his mind. He closed his eyes and pictured himself coming back from a
dangerous bust and Tech taking him into this room, keeping the lights off and
bringing his adrenaline down with his lustful voice and feather light touches.
“Doing
real good,” Tech breathed quietly, still so damn close. “This is going to be a
little warm now, so I can fold it easier.”
“‘K,”
Steele responded throatily, without knowing what he’d just consented to. He
felt the slick piece of putty slide back into his ear; it was nice and toasty,
like it’d been dipped in warm honey. Still, Tech blew on his ear like it was
too hot for him to take. Oh, he could take the heat. “Mmm.”
“You
okay?” Tech paused.
Steele’s
eyes popped open, the bright lighting jerking him to reality. Fuck, did I just moan? “Oh, yeah. I’m
good. Fine.”
“Alright.
We’re all done,” Tech said, putting the intricately curved piece of goo in a
plastic dish and closing it. “This’ll harden, then I’ll put the casing with the
mechanism over it and you’re good to go.” Tech looked back and forth before his
eyes landed back on him. “I’m real glad we’re square. This team… we’re a family
ya’know, a unit. Everyone is partnered up… in love. We don’t take risks with
anyone’s lives. It’d be devastating.”
Tech
was preparing to walk away and Steele wasn’t ready for him to. He stood and
walked up behind the smaller man while he stood in front of a row of shelves
and put his kit away. When Steele spoke, Tech jumped slightly but settled right
back down. “And who are you in love with?”
“My
job. I don’t have time for all that,” Tech answered. Steele had a feeling that
even Tech didn’t believe that answer.
Steele’s
chin was over Tech’s shoulder. He didn’t grab his narrow waist but he wanted
to. “How warm does this job keep you at night, detective?” Steele didn’t wait
for an answer; instead, he turned and took the weapons Tech had placed out for
him and left his space. But he made a mental note to revisit that topic real soon.
As he made his way back across the office, he hoped that Ack would approve.
It’d been a long time since any other man gave Steele’s body this kind of
reaction.
 
 

 

A.E. Via is an author in the beautiful gay romance genre and also founder and owner of Via Star Wings Books. Her writing embodies everything from hopelessly romantic to adventure, to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children. Adrienne Via has tons of more stories to tell, but she really would like to hear yours. Via Star Wings Books is currently accepting submissions for established and aspiring LGBTQ authors. 
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