Make a Wish: E.D.
Parr New MMromance erotic manlove from Evernight Publishing
It’s the day before Christmas Eve and gorgeous, happy, Nick
Kringle is making deliveries on the main street of the city when a car breaks
down at the intersection.
Amid the seasonal crowds and inclement weather, Dylan West
gets out of his car and tries to push it to the side of the road.
Nick rushes to help him and comes face to face with the most
delicious man he’s ever seen.
Dylan’s down on his luck, but Nick believes in magic.
Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has
anything to do with it.
Read an excerpt
The
city street glistened with rivers of red, green, bright pink, and white light
thrown there by the stores and cafés decked out for the holiday season. Rain fell
in drifting sheets as a chill wind ravaged the shoppers rushing from one place
to another, some laden with parcels, others hunched against the weather in
their winter coats.
Nick
parked his SUV in the first available space, opened the trunk with the interior
lever, and leaped out. He didn’t feel the cold unless snow lay knee deep on the
ground and even then, he enjoyed the beauty, and the way a new white fall would
change the light, way too much to complain about the chill.
As
he ran around to the back of his vehicle, the squeal of tires braking hard and
the clamor of honking horns made him spin around. In the junction behind him, standing
motionless, was a stalled car. Other drivers surged around the stationary
vehicle, making everything worse by taking space in the oncoming lanes so that
everyone crammed dangerously together.
The
driver of the offending vehicle edged out of his open car door, narrowly missed
by a small car that chanced overtaking just as the lights turned red.
Nick
cast a keen gaze over the man, registering his muscled body beneath an
inexpensive suit and his thick dark hair, pushed back from his forehead so that
the front spiked up. Nick watched the man lean into the open driver’s side door
and attempt to shove the heavy vehicle to the side of the road. The man’s pants
stretched over his hard ass and a sigh of appreciation escaped Nick. With one
hand on the wheel, and the other lodged in the gap between open door and car, the
man clearly needed help. Nick clicked the trunk of his SUV closed and jogged
over to help.
“Hi,
I’ll lend a hand,” he called to the stranded driver. The man straightened to
answer and Nick was face to face with one of the most gorgeous men he’d ever
seen. Nick never hid his emotions. They shone from his ice-blue eyes and exuded
from his well-toned body. He smiled at the man in a way he knew and didn’t care
broadcast attraction, desire—pure sex.
Apparently
unaffected by Nick’s charisma, the man gave a grateful nod. “Thanks.” He leaned
into the task of pushing the car out of the way, as the traffic lined up behind
him, and the sky opened with a fresh punishing downpour.
Nick
placed his hands on the back of the car, and used his considerable strength to help
shift the vehicle to side of the road.
The
driver closed the door and approached Nick. “Dylan West—thanks so much for your
help. People aren’t very forgiving of a broken down car at five o’clock the night
before Christmas Eve, especially in this weather.” He ran his hands through his
wet hair, visibly shivering in the thin jacket of his suit.
Nick’s
gaze followed the man’s hands and then traced the planes of his handsome face.
They stood close to a newspaper and magazine kiosk. The brilliant light from
the neon tube snaking around the overhanging roof, and the blinking fairy
lights, cast the man alternately in violet and then white illumination. Nick
sighed inwardly at the perfect blue of the man’s eyes and the shapely mouth
that he already ached to kiss. He introduced himself. “Nick Kringle—pleased to
meet you. Can I give you a ride anywhere? I’m about due for a break in my
deliveries. I have one up the road to do, and then I can be yours.” He waved
his hand at his red SUV.
The
tip of Dylan West’s tongue showed between his lips for a second as he caught
some of the freezing rain full in the face. Dylan folded his arms in front of
his wet chest.
Nick
had a hard time not grabbing Dylan’s head and sliding his own tongue between
Dylan’s lips. Truth was, he longed to meet a guy he could care for who would
return his affection. Nick waited and watched Dylan hesitate, and then give in to
the offer with a nod. His lovely hair fell forward onto his forehead. Nick’s
hand twitched to push the shining, wet mass back.
“Thanks.
I’m supposed to be at an interview. I only had a short way to go. Berry Brown
on Fifth, do you know it?”
A
smile wreathed Nick’s face. “I do. Come on.” He turned to bring Dylan to his
SUV.
Copyright E.D.Parr Evernight Publishing
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Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has
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