There are terrors worse than stage fright. Like falling in love.
Violinist Stephen Ashbrook is passionate about three things—his music, the excitement of life in London, and his lover, Evander Cade. It’s too bad that Evander only loves himself. A house party at their patron’s beautiful country estate seems like a chance for Stephen to remember who he is, when he’s not trying to live up to someone else’s harsh expectations.
Joshua Beaufort, a painter whose works are very much in demand among the right sort of people, has no expectations about this party at all. Until, that is, he finds out who else is on the guest list. Joshua swore off love long ago, but has been infatuated with Stephen since seeing his brilliant performance at Vauxhall. Now he has the chance to meet the object of his lust face to face—and more.
But changing an open relationship to a triad is a lot more complicated than it seems, and while Evander’s trying to climb the social ladder, Stephen’s trying to climb Joshua. When the dust settles, only two will remain standing…when they’re not flat on their backs.
What I think I enjoyed most about this book was it was about average guys. Most period books I’ve read normally feature a Lord of the realm and a servant of some type. Or two Lords, but this was about two and then three different artist types trying to make a living and surviving as best they new how. Even if it meant breaking a heart or two along the way.
The dynamic between the three is great. Stephan shows so much growth in the end you can’t help but love him. Evander, you want to dislike but truly you get the why’s and while he’s a pig, for treating Stephan that way, you get it. And Joshua opening his heart to have it broken… or did it?
The sexual chemistry right from the start is knock your socks off, and then we pick up that emotionally one and I couldn’t put it down. Can’t wait to see what else this author ha out there.