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Title: Song of the Lonesome Cowboy
Author: Lynn Kelling
Publisher: Fantastic Fiction
Cover Artist: Siolnatine
Genre/Sub-Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Gay
Tucker Reynolds is a humble singer/songwriter both blessed and burdened by his success in the country music industry. Stalked by a predator from his past and struggling with guilt over his secret lust for his childhood best friend and guitarist, Magnusson ‘Mags’ Palmer, Tucker’s carefully crafted lies are his main means of self-defense, but they slowly begin to unravel. Kinky sex with prostitutes hastens a downward spiral that he searches to escape from. At the end of a successful tour, before heading home to Nashville, Tucker seeks solitude in order to come to terms with the guilt over things he has done to which he has never confessed. Only Tucker’s devoted, less-assuming band mate, Jess Grayville, suspects the truth about the nightmare Tucker is privately battling. Jess attempts to protect Tucker from those who would do him harm, even when the person putting him in the most danger isn’t reckless Mags, but Tucker, himself. Realizing that the best way out of the dark of his past and into the light of forgiveness is by finally admitting to the truth, Tucker strives to listen to his heart and write a song that he knows could save him.
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“Okay then. So, what’s your favorite thing to do to relax?”
Oh, I knew the answer to that. I glanced out the window, away from Jess. It’d been too long since I’d had the kind of physical relief I really wanted. If I was going to catch a break, that’s the one I’d choose if I was being honest with myself. My thoughts drifted back to a happy memory—Los Angeles and the company I’d ordered there for a night while passing through. It had been the highlight of the trip, by far.
But, I had to ask myself, would I have to keep using paid escort services to make it through? The thought made me feel guilty, but the temptation was already there. It was so much easier to call a service and pay someone for exactly what I wanted, someone who didn’t care a lick who I was or what I wanted them to do as long as the money was good, than to be honest with the people I worked and lived with. Their judgment was something I couldn’t face.
“Just sleep, I suppose,” I told Jess. It was a lie, but one I knew he’d believe. Like most of my band, Jess was aware that insomnia kept me awake most nights. “Need to get me some of that, for once.”
“So, what is it that keeps you up, if it’s not Mags?”
I shrugged. “Hard to say. You ever have trouble sleeping?”
“Sure. I’ll lay there, thinking about things I wish I’d done a little differently, wishing I’d said things I didn’t have the balls to say in the moment.”
“The what-ifs,” I agreed. “I know those.”
We drove on. He was looking at me; I sensed it while fiddling nervously with the cuff of my sleeve. Could he tell? Could everyone tell? I’d always been afraid to ask and wouldn’t dare to guess. Maybe they all knew I was queer, closeted, and secretly lusted after my band mate. Maybe they all just played along for my benefit because they felt sorry for me.
“But you’re okay, right?” Jess asked gently.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” I murmured, without looking up. I didn’t want him to see what a huge lie that was. “Thanks for asking. The music is more important than personality quirks or stress. It’s fine. I’ll do what I need to rest up. If Mags gets out of hand, I can handle it. I know the bastard better than anyone.”
“Are you disappointed it’s over? The tour?”
“Maybe. Are you? I mean, hell. I’m worn right out, but I don’t know. Maybe I’m not ready to walk away from it all yet. Anyway, we had a good time, didn’t we?”
“Yeah, we did.”
I chanced witnessing Jess’s pity and glanced over, meeting his gaze. There wasn’t any sort of judgment in his eyes, but I wasn’t quite sure what was there instead, other than his worry for me, which I didn’t know how to process. It felt like he would have been willing to sit there all night, driving around Houston, watching the lights and talking quietly about whatever came to mind. There was no one else around who would have done something like that, just savored the moment without needing there to be an end goal. There was something so patient and present about Jess. It was unsettling, but almost irresistible. There were few good listeners in the world. It was crucial to hang on to one if you could grab hold. Yet, at the same time, I knew he was a good man with a kind heart, and I didn’t want to expose him to the danger that was constantly present in my life, the shame that kept me up at night. Jess had no idea that I wasn’t a good man, like him. I’d only wind up being a bad influence, or give him reason to hate me. Still….
“Are you available to hang out for a few weeks? I’ve got some ideas to run by y’all. We could jam, see what happens.”
“Absolutely.” Jess smiled behind his beard. He looked genuinely happy to be asked. “I’ll be there.”
About the Author:
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