Crank Me Down

By J.D. Walker

Sequel to Crank Me Up

Xavier McDay and Marius Rabineaux have been together for a year now. Life has been good to both men, and though at first glance it may seem that they’re too different to make things work, the computer geek and the appliance store worker actually make quite the hot pair. Sherie and Tonya, Marius' daughter and Xavier’s niece, are definitely rooting for the men, and they both hope for wedding bells in the future so they can all be a family.

After a minor misunderstanding, Marius proposes to his “Uncle Cranky” and Xavier accepts. But the stress has only just begun, with finding a house for four, planning a wedding and surviving the honeymoon. That’s a lot to handle for two men who just want to love each other, take care of their kids, and live their lives in peace. But they’ll do anything to get the happiness they deserve.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Jun 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781634860642

J.D. Walker

J.D. Walker likes to keep her stories short and sweet. A multi-published author, she is also a musician, artist, and lover of all things knit and crochet. For more information, visit lifebyjo.com/jdwalker.

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Crank Me Down

By J.D. Walker

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Copyright 2016 J.D. Walker

ISBN 9781634860642

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To all my readers who wanted more from Mac and Uncle Cranky. This is for you.

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Crank Me Down

By J.D. Walker

Isn’t it time for Uncle Marius to come home, Uncle Mac? my niece Tonya asked. Marius Rabineaux was my boyfriend of one year.

I glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. Just about. It was almost eight o’clock in the evening.

Tonya started whispering and giggling with her best friend Sherie, Marius’s daughter. From where I sat at the table near the fridge, I looked over the top of my laptop at my niece, who was supposed to be working on her English assignment, and her partner in crime, who should be tackling a math problem.

Does your conversation have anything to do with your homework? I asked them, one eyebrow raised.

No, Uncle Mac, replied Sherie, a cheeky smile on her face. But Daddy said he found some old Silver Surfer comics in Gramma Jo’s attic, and he’s gonna show them to us tonight.

I did an internal eye roll. Both girls were comic book geeks. Marius and I had taken them to Comic Con last year, and they’d loved it. I had yet to recover from all that spandex, though I’d enjoyed meeting Michael Dorn from Star Trek, who’d played the Klingon character Worf on the show. He reminded me a little bit of my lover, with soulful brown eyes, a fit, built body, and just luscious as hell.

Marius had been promoted to the head of his department last month, and so his hours had become longer on the job. He traveled by train to work, mostly, though I gave him a ride on occasion, when he’d let me. Independent to a fault, that was my lover. But a man had to have his pride.

I hadn’t spent much quality time with him lately, though I was at least able to kiss his sexy, full lips in the morning before he left for work, and in the evening when he