Today I am so pleased to welcome Alyssa Turner to Joyfully Jay. Alyssa has come to talk to us about her latest release, Swept. She has also brought along an excerpt to share. Please join me in giving her a big welcome!
A Guy’s Guy.
For my latest release Swept, there’s been lots of focus on Jack. You probably never met Jack Rothman, so let me give you the skinny on him. He’s a Dom, the alpha. Jack is the kind of man that everyone notices the moment he walks into the room. Alphas usually get all the attention. But today I want to give my beta his due.
Meet Spencer Hartley.
I give you this image (a little context is needed), because Spencer is a big strong guy. He’s a mountain climbing, Irish Spring kind of dude. Low maintenance and reliable, Spencer is a guy’s guy and he lived most of his life ignoring the fact that he was a bi guy.
While alpha types like Jack get all the heart swooning and drools, it’s the nice guy, like Spencer who can be considered the real hero. The beta often personifies the glue in a relationship. My beta knows his place as the supporter, the foundation and in fact he relishes it. That alone makes him a hero. Get to know Spencer better in the excerpt below.
Swept is my latest M/M/F ménage with another look into the lives of triad Spencer Hartley, Rory Campbell and Jack Rothman. They are complex and imperfect characters, like most people. Their union is not always easy, but it’s definitely worth fighting for.
Spencer’s gaze trailed over his cheekbones, sharp and pronounced. He was pretty in a way that reminded you beauty had a masculine side. Jack hated being called pretty, but it didn’t make it any less true. Spencer had been attracted to him the moment they’d first came across one another, and that magnetism had penetrated Spencer’s wall of denial about his sexuality.
Now it was nearing 6:00 in the evening, and Jack was still fresh shaven, smooth without much of a shadow, the complete opposite of Spencer’s ever-present scruff. Spencer eyed the curve of his jaw and rested his gaze at the knotted muscle on the square edge where all of Jack’s intensity gathered like a juggernaut.
“Hey, faker, I know you’re not asleep.”
Jack opened one eye and peered at him. “Guilty.”
“The basketball game starts in less than two hours. We should get going.”
“Are you up for it?”
“Fun, you mopey motherfucker.” Spencer grinned and poked him playfully in the ribs.
Jack let a single chuckle escape. “I think I remember what that is.”
“You know that we’ll be fine, don’t you?” Spencer said, falling into a softer tone. “I used to worry about money constantly. Last year I had all these excuses for why I couldn’t ask Rory to marry me.”
“I don’t want you to ever have to worry about money again.”
“I don’t, but it’s not because of all this,” Spencer said, gesturing around the opulent room. “It’s because of how much I believe in what we have between us. That’s why I don’t worry anymore, about anything. Sounds like a fucking cliché I know, but we’ll be fine no matter what happens because we really love each other. I believe that.”
Jack sat up and swung his legs off the side of the bed. “Fine is far less than what you and Rory deserve. As far as I’m concerned, fine will never be enough.”
“All that concern is going to grind your teeth to dust,” Spencer said. “I like your teeth the way they are.” Spencer sat up and caught his wrist as Jack stood. “Fact is I like everything about your mouth.”
Jack turned around, and Spencer tugged him back into a kiss, a familiar one, the kind that he’d given him hundreds of times by now and the kind he was certain would multiply by millions over his lifetime. He was certain about Jack’s place in their lives, even if lately Jack seemed a little lost. Spencer had been lost once. He could return the favor of patience to the man who had helped him be found.
Spencer nuzzled into his neck, and Jack’s alluring scent filled his nostrils. He eased his arms around Jack, the man who had saved him from a lifetime of secrets and denial. Spencer whispered his words softly in his ear, “Whatever we come up against, we’ll figure it out together. We love you.”
The swell in Spencer’s heart moved south into his groin. He loved Jack with every inch of his being, and if he could have absorbed the pain and doubt he felt radiating off of him, he would.
Jack pressed his lips to Spencer’s temple, resting them there for several beats. “I would do anything for you both.”
“Just love us. It’s all we need.”
“You will never have to worry about that.”
Successful engineering executive, Jack Rothman thought he was finally free to be the Dom he was meant to become. His submissives, Rory Campbell and Spencer Hartley are soon to be married, and his place as their Dominant is unshakable. Then Jack loses the one thing a Dom requires…control over his life.
Rory can’t wait to get married, but she can’t marry both of her men—not in the eyes of the law or her overbearing, critical parents. She must find the courage to tell her parents the truth about her poly relationship, despite the sudden absence of her Dominant’s strength. If she wants the happily-ever-after wedding she’s always dreamed of, she’ll have to learn to fight for it on her own.
Spencer knows that lies are a poison that destroys from within. Now that he’s come to terms with his bisexuality he’s ready to settle down with the woman he loves and the man he can’t live without. Only the future that seemed so bright is in danger of being swept out of his hands. He’s watching his fiancée fall apart, his Dom fade away and there’s nothing he can do about it…or is there?