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Title: The Other Side of Winter
Author: GB Gordon
Cover Artist: Reese Dante
Genre/Sub-Genre: Gay, Science Fiction, Thriller
Not all wounds are visible.
Skanian investigator Bengt fell in love with fellow policeman Alex Rukow in a week. But that was a year ago, and they’ve been apart ever since. Then Alex escapes the corrupt and destitute island nation of Santuario and comes to live with Bengt. Happy ever after . . .?
Alex’s lifelong dream of leaving Santuario has come true at last. But he finds himself adrift in a society he doesn’t understand. Worse, past nightmares come back to haunt him, and after so many years of suspicion and self-reliance, it’s harder than he imagined to trust someone else.
Bengt just wants Alex to share his comfortable life. But the more he tries to give, the more Alex pulls away. Their physical connection couldn’t be better, but Bengt can’t seem to get through to his difficult, taciturn lover outside the bedroom. Meanwhile, he has his own demons to confront—not to mention a serial killer on the loose.
Bengt and Alex must dig deep for the courage to face their pasts, but it may be too late to save their relationship or their lives.
I’m thrilled to be here and especially thrilled about the reason I’m here: Bengt and Alex are back with The Other Side of Winter. Some of you wanted to know a bit more about what happens between the two books, so I’m taking the opportunity to give you some glimpses into that year the guys spent apart from each other in a series of intermezzos over the course of this booktour.
SPOILER ALERT! A warning for those of you who’ve NOT yet read Santuario: since these scenes are set after the first book, there will, of course, be spoilers.
Thank you for having me,
Read on at your own discretion.
VII. Happy New Year, pt.1
The hotel entrance was ablaze with lights and the orange glow of heater columns set up between the drive and the door proper, and crawling with helpful personnel in the Hentavik Skanda colors. Bengt had decided long ago that valets and cops didn’t go together; he always half expected never to see his car again. Then again, maybe he was just paranoid. Nevertheless he handed over his keys and strolled into the lobby.
Someone with a name tag took one look at his suit and turned on an instant smile. “Ballroom?”
Bengt nodded and walked towards the indicated double doors. Tom had handed him the invitation to Iva’s annual fundraiser and New Year’s bash just before Jól with a growl and a, “You better be there. I’m not suffering through that atrocity alone. Besides, it’ll give you an opportunity to score some ass and stop moping.”
Bengt’d been on the brink of arguing the moping part, but truth was, he’d felt morose ever since the talk with Sunne, even though he had no intention of reversing his decision. The other truth was that there’d been a decided lack of ass in his life ever since he’d come back from Santuario. And for the first time in something like twenty years he wasn’t even looking. But he was edgy. And a mega party like this might provide a little something to dull that edge.
He handed his invitation to a suit at the door and was in turn told where to find the bar, buffet, and washrooms.
The place was humming. But Tom must have had an eye on the door, because he came over as soon as Bengt stepped into the room. He looked less aggravated than Bengt had expected, which might have had less to do with the champagne glass in his hand, and more with the striking blonde on his arm. All legs and cheekbones, she was nearly a head taller than Tom. A willowy Rapunzel in a floor-length golden something that was held up in the front by a delicate torque around her neck and allowed to fall open at her back all the way down to the dimples in her asscheeks. Despite all that she managed to convey the impression that she was depending upon Tom for support rather than towering over him.
“And here I thought you’d be despondent without me,” Bengt said to Tom by way of greeting.
“Sheer good luck. I’d had no idea tonight would hold such a treasure. Anna, Bengt. Bengt Anna.”
Anna laid a butterfly touch on Bengt’s arm and an air kiss on his cheek then withdrew against Tom’s side again.
It had been a while since Bengt had seen Tom with a woman, but it wasn’t a one-off.
“Come,” Tom said. “Say hello to the hostess, or I’ll never hear the end of it. And then there’s someone I want you to meet.”
Iva gave Bengt the short smile he’d received from her for years. At least she was egalitarian in her cool disdain and treated the whole world like something slightly beneath her. He didn’t linger and wasn’t expected to. Tom, with Anna like a wraith on his arm, took Bengt over to the bar to get him a drink. Since leaving the car and taking a cab home didn’t sound like an appealing option, Bengt went with the non-alcoholic champagne version. At least here they served the drinkable stuff. Behind him Tom said, “Arne, I’d like you to meet my friend Bengt.”
About the Author:
G.B.Gordon worked as a packer, landscaper, waiter, and coach before going back to school to major in linguistics and, at 35, switch to less backbreaking monetary pursuits like translating, editing, and writing.
Having lived in various parts of the world, Gordon is now happily ensconced in suburban Ontario with the best of all husbands. Santuario is G.B. Gordon’s first published work, but many more stories are just waiting to hit the keyboard.
Connect with Gordon:
Website and blog: gordon.kontext.ca
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