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Ryder Waites ferait tout pour empêcher la minuscule ville de Perchis Potence, Kentucky, de disparaître de la carte – même vendre sa recette familiale du bourbon à Bluegrass Bourbon à Lexington. Espérant que cette entreprise plus importante fournira les améliorations nécessaires pour la distillerie, Ryder a pour but ultime de faire entrer Perchis Potence dans le Kentucky Bourbon Trail... et de faire prospérer la ville grâce au tourisme. Et pour continuer à produire localement le célèbre Bourbon du Pendu, il va devoir convaincre le représentant de la compagnie - l'insupportable collé-monté et absolument sexy Adam Keller.
Adam vient d'une vieille famille fortunée, mais il est déterminé à prendre seul son destin en main. Quand il est envoyé à Perchis Potence, il commence à douter de ses choix qui l'ont conduit à louer une chambre dans un funérarium, dans cette ville remplie de commerces aux thèmes macabres. Et il ne sait pas quoi faire de Ryder, ce descendant de contrebandiers qui s'est donné pour mission de sauver son étrange ville de l'extinction.
145 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 28, 2016


"You're gay.He's gay.And you two did the horizontal tango....or whatever the phrase is.I don't know.Robert doesn't tango much anymore,horizontal or otherwise...."
Adam moved quickly and deposited Ryder on the table.He was all flushed and breathing hard,disheveled and staring at Ryder as though he were the dinner they'd forgotten to eat.
"I'm not trying to seduce you because of dumpster regulations, Adam. I just think you're hot, and I want to bone."
"You don't have to sell me on the idea," said Adam. "I want to . . . But I just . . . hell . . . I'm not fucking in the Ever After Funeral Home. Hard Limit."



“Some people don’t like it [whiskey].” He shrugged. “Plenty ’round here, even. Some Baptists. You know how they are.”
“Yeah. They say they don’t like it on Sunday, then go home and drink it while engaging in deviant sex and signing up for Obamacare.”
Sexy...“You said hard and dirty, not fast.” Ryder tried to scowl, but it was hard when he was moaning. “Dirty means you give it to me fast,” he panted.
“Dirty means I give it to you like I want to,” said Adam.
Morbidly quirky......it suited Ryder, who looked like he belonged in the hip area around the university in Lexington—not in a backwater town with a creepy name and a funeral house full of sightless dolls.
Morbidly sweet...“Hey, thanks for that.”
“For blowing bubbles infused with your dead mother’s ashes into the rain? You’re welcome. God. I really must love you.”
“You do. I love you too.”
Sorry for the many quotes and the short review. It matched my mood and I thought I should let the book talk for itself. This was just a small sample of how good it was. Highly recommended! Bottoms up!
~Review cross-posted on Gay Book Reviews.~






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”Maybe I met a guy there once. He was into pony play. I don’t have a problem with that or anything, it’s just that the point was to get away from the horse farm – would you stop laughing ?”