Chris Scully on Nights Like These and Bucket List ~ Blog Tour, Excerpt, Guest Blog, Rafflecopter Giveaway

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Title: Nights Like These
Author: Chris Scully
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Bree Archer
Release Date:
Genre/Sub-Genre: Contemporary, M/M Romance, Mystery

Blurb:

Starting over sucks. At forty, Miles Koprowski thought he had life all figured out. He had a nice car, a hot young lover, and a cushy job… and then he didn’t. Call it fate, or karma, or a downturn in the market, but this opinionated cynic is now forced to play rent-a-cop in a dying office building in the burbs just to make ends meet. Throw in an unhinged ex, a coworker who hates him, and a hot new boss, and suddenly everything is uncertain.

Miles doesn’t plan on liking the night shift or becoming embroiled in a mystery that reawakens old passions and puts him in danger. And he certainly doesn’t plan on falling for the overbearing head of security, Colton Decker, former soldier and doting dad. But nights like these can change a man, make him start to believe there’s more to life than a high paying job and a warm body in his bed. With a thief on the loose and his new job in jeopardy, Miles will have to decide what’s truly important. He might discover things he never knew he wanted… as long as he makes it through the night.

Bucket List:

I had to really think about this. I know it sounds like a cop out, but I’ve never had a bucket list per say. I’ve been fortunate in my life and career to be able to do most things I want to do. I’m a believer in not having any regrets. Anything that really needs to get done, or is important to me, gets put into my 5 or 10 year plan. Yes, that’s me–I’m a planner. I suck all the joy and spontaneity out of a bucket list.

Over the years, I have crossed many things off my ‘non-bucket’ list–I bought a house (twice), visited Pompeii in Italy, panned for gold in the Yukon, kissed the Blarney Stone, stayed overnight in a Frank Lloyd Wright house, published a book–but I haven’t really ever kept track of all the things I’ve done.

So here then is my first ever bucket list to start off 2015. Some of these were already on my personal goals list, but others are just making an appearance now that I have started thinking about it. You’ll notice some of them are very practical; others less so.
1. Be a “bestselling” author: It doesn’t matter where I’m bestselling, really–this would be the next stage in my career and it’s what I aspire to

2. Win an award for writing: I’m not picky, but peer/community/industry recognition is something I strive to achieve

3. Be mortgage free: In progress 🙂

4. Have one of my stories turned into a movie: This would be the ultimately flattery. I’d also love to cast the roles.

5. Visit the Pyramids in Egypt: This is the last major destination on my travel list, but the region is always so unsettled and it’s so far away that I keep passing it over. I would love to make it there one day.

6. Design and build my own house, or… Buy and restore a Frank Lloyd Wright house: Combines 2 of my passions–American architect Frank Lloyd Wright and home renovations

7. Own a painting by J.W. Waterhouse: One of my favorite Pre-Raphaelite painters, I have always dreamed of one day being able to purchase something of his

8. Travel on a vintage train: My dad is a train buff and I grew up with all things trains, so it’s in my blood.

9. Work in the Library of Congress in Washington, DC: I visit this building every time I’m in DC. I think it’s a beautiful tribute to learning, and as a trained librarian, working here would be the pinnacle of my career

10. Give someone an educational endowment: I have always wanted to provide a bursary or endowment for those who have the drive but can’t afford an education

Excerpt:

“Why don’t you watch where you’re going, dumb—” I managed to sputter before my mouth stopped working entirely and dropped open. The ability to speak, to think, deserted me at the first sight of the hunky stranger standing in front of me, his face contorted with apology as he tried to mop up my sodden jacket with a handful of napkins. He was a few inches taller than me—closer to six feet—and on the stocky side. His broad shoulders filled out a nicely tailored suit, and he projected an air of confidence that I’d never be able to pull off in a million years. He was clean-shaven too, with a dark buzz cut that made me long to run a hand over his head simply to feel the texture. And gorgeous. Did I happen to mention that?

In short, he was the kind of guy you’d want to be stranded with on a deserted island; the kind you could count on to save you. If you were so inclined. Me? I didn’t need saving.

A pair of friendly, light-colored eyes now stared back at me, bemused. Odd that his lips were moving, but no sound was coming out.

“What?” I asked, blinking back to attention. I couldn’t remember the last time anyone had literally made me speechless. Me, Miles Koprowski, who never met a silence he didn’t want to fill.

Hell, I couldn’t recall the last time I’d been on the receiving end of a full-body pat-down either. At least not so quickly. His hands were still drifting over my chest, wiping up the last drips of coffee, and the simple touch was doing alarming things to my heart rate.

“Are you okay?” he demanded. “Did you get burned?” Before I could react, he seized my wrist and held my hand up for inspection. Strong, lightly calloused fingers, I added to my mental list. Working hands. Dumbly, I looked down. The skin on the back of my right hand was red and stung like a son of a bitch, but it wasn’t blistering. I did flinch slightly when he skimmed his thumb over the sensitive area, but not from pain, more from the touch itself. My entire body lit up, as though I’d stuck a finger in an electrical socket. “It doesn’t look too bad. I think you’ll live. Put some aloe on it when you get home.”

“Doctor?” I croaked, because really, that would be too perfect.

“Nope. Just seen a lot of injuries.” His lips twitched with barely contained amusement. “Sorry to disappoint you.” Sense of humor, check.

About the Author:

CHRIS SCULLY lives in Toronto, Canada where she grew up spinning romantic stories in her head. When the tedium of a corporate day job grew too much, she took a chance and found her creative escape in writing. Always searching for something different, she has discovered a home in M/M romance and strives to give her characters the happy endings they deserve.

https://www.facebook.com/chris.scully.author

Buy Links:

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Amazon UK
Amazon CA
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I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.

Thank you so much for your support over the last 4 years. Prism will be closing its doors on 1 April 2017. All content will remain available, but no new content will appear after 31 Mar 2017. As such all request forms have been turned off. Again Thank you,

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