Actually it’s been more of a long ride. Three years, three books, one novella and a lot of short stories and we’ve come to the point where Quinn gets his story. And we get to really meet Rafe. This is definitely a shift in the band’s story, a lot more Morgan and well, there’s Quinn, the family’s off-black sheep. It was a challenge a joy to write Quinn and Rafe. And I hope you enjoy it.
We’ve got two more outings in the Sinners series after Sloe Ride but this book kind of pulls a lot of things together. Enough so we can go forward to a few other things. And I hope you enjoy the ride.
This blog tour captures a few scenes along the band’s journey from Damien and Miki to the start of Sloe Ride. It’s called Shot Glass Sin and I’m hoping you enjoy this too. Visit each blog stop to get the next part of the story and when it’s all done, I’ll post the entire thing in a PDF.
7 — Tequila Mockingbird
It was their god-knew-how-many practice and Forest still couldn’t believe he was sitting behind a kit, drumming for Sinner’s Gin.
No, not Sinner’s. Not any more.
Damien’d been firm about that. The band would be different, a blend of new members and the two men who’d put Sinner’s on the map but different. It was not how things were done. When a band resurrected from its ashes, it usually retained some shape of its former self.
This wasn’t going to be Sinner’s.
It was something new.
And Forest was as much of a part of its creation as Damien and Miki.
Miki and Damien switched off on bass, trading the instrument between them whenever they got sick of the four-stringed monster lumbering through their music. The foundation lines were kept simple and clean, crippling the music Miki’d written for their new band but while Damien could to the runs, his fingers instinctively reached for strings that weren’t there.
Another flub and the song tumbled to a broken stop.
“Fucking hell,” Damie spat, slinging the bass off of his neck. “Sinjun, you’re killing me with this goddamn break.”
Their singer didn’t respond at first. He was too busy sucking at the back of his hand and glaring back at his best friend. When he finally spoke, Forest could feel the chill in Miki’s voice ice over the room as he held up his bloodied hand for Damien to see.
“Really? The bass line’s fucking killing you?” Miki’s tone was low, a purring thread of menace compared to the bright splash of Damien’s high energy. “You bleeding yet or just me?”
“Shit, dude, why didn’t you tell me the string broke?” Discarding the bass, Damie grabbed at Miki’s arm. They had a small struggle but Damien was stronger or at least more aggressive, yanking at Miki’s wrist to examine the strike. “Hey, Ackerman, can you grab me the first aid kit?”
“It’s a fucking hole. It’ll heal,” Miki groused. He wriggled, a slinky fold of bone and sinew but his knee gave out from under him, nearly tipping him over. “Shit.”
“Yeah, give it a rest.” Forest eased out from behind the drum kit set up in the garage studio. “I’ll be right back.”
The studio was nice, a bit tight compared to the Sound but good to practice in. A converted docking bay in the old refurbished warehouse, the space’d become a second home of sorts for Forest. Miki’d given him a key. A fucking key to the place and Forest wasn’t sure if he was going to cry or break down and give Miki a hug.
The hug was out. Maybe. He felt an odd affection for their singer. There was something wild about Miki St. John that drew Forest out of his safe, silent zone and willing to follow wherever they wanted to lead him.
For the first time in his life, Forest felt like he fit. Connor, he loved—deeply and fully—but the band… fit. Into him. Into spaces he didn’t know were empty.
He came back with the first aid kit and Forest threw caution to the wind. After handing Damien the cold white metal box he’d unhooked from the back wall, Forest drew Miki in for a tight hug, squeezing the lanky man until he squeaked.
“Okay, dude. It’s just a snapped guitar string.” Miki patted Forest’s back. “Not I’m going to die or anything.”
“No, you’re not,” Forest whispered into Miki’s vanilla-scented hair. “But you sure as hell are helping me live.”
Sloe Ride (Sinners #4)
Publisher ~ Dreamspinner Press
Published ~ 4th September 2015
Genre ~ Contemporary M/M Romance
It isn’t easy being a Morgan. Especially when dead bodies start piling up and there’s not a damned thing you can do about it.
Quinn Morgan never quite fit into the family mold. He dreamed of a life with books instead of badges and knowledge instead of law—and a life with Rafe Andrade, his older brothers’ bad boy friend and the man who broke his very young heart.
Rafe Andrade returned home to lick his wounds following his ejection from the band he helped form. A recovering drug addict, Rafe spends his time wallowing in guilt, until he finds himself faced with his original addiction, Quinn Morgan—the reason he fled the city in the first place.
When Rafe hears the Sinners are looking for a bassist, it’s a chance to redeem himself, but as a crazed murderer draws closer to Quinn, Rafe’s willing to sacrifice everything—including himself—to keep his quixotic Morgan safe and sound.
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Book #1: Sinner’s Gin
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Book #2: Whiskey and Wry
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Book #3: Tequila Mockingbird
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Book #4: Sloe Ride
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Meet Rhys Ford
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.
My books can be purchased, folded and first chapters read at Dreamspinner Press. http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com
Oh! And a GIVEAWAY! But not just any giveaway, because it’s time for a new tour shirt.
Because the guys are going on tour… in Absinthe of Malice, a Sinners novella set to be released in 2016. And they’re going to need clubs or bars to go to. ONE WINNER at each blog stop will name one of the places the band plays at on their tour. Nothing profane or lewd (These ARE going on the back of a t-shirt) but pretty much anything goes.
Leave a comment below with contact details for your chance to win.
Shot Glass Sin Blog Tour Dates
Aug 31 The Blogger Girls (http://thebloggergirls.com/)
Sept 1 It’s About the Book (http://itsaboutthebook.com/)
Sept 2 Love Bytes (http://lovebytesreviews.com/)
Sept 3 Prism Alliance (http://www.prismbookalliance.com/)
Sept 4 The Novel Approach (http://thenovelapproachreviews.com/)
Sept 5 Fiction Vixen (http://fictionvixen.com/)
Sept 6 Sinfully Sexy (http://sinfullysexybooks.blogspot.com/)
Sept 7 Joyfully Jay (http://joyfullyjay.com/)
Sept 8 Boy Meets Boy (www.boymeetsboyreviews.com)