Son Of A Preacher Man

By Julie Lynn Hayes

Levi Thornton is the closeted gay son of homophobic televangelist Marshall Thornton. So what’s the perfect gift for the father who never cared? Levi’s going to find a yummy young man on Christmas Eve, fuck him all night long and six ways to Sunday. And then he’s going to out himself on live national TV on Christmas Day in front of his father and God and everyone else.

The problem is he’s having no luck at finding that special someone to share this moment with. Just when he thinks his quest is hopeless, in breezes Darjeeling Crane, and it’s off to the family hideaway for a night of fun. This will be a Christmas to remember, if Levi has anything to say about it.

Note: previously published as Dirty Little Lies

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Dec 25, 2016
• ISBN: 9781487408671

Julie Lynn Hayes

Julie Lynn Hayes was born and raised in St Louis, Missouri, and still calls that city home. She first began to write over fifty years ago, and doesn’t see that stopping anytime soon. She likes to write in different genres, to stretch herself in order to see what is possible. When someone tells her something can’t be done, she feels compelled to do it. Much of her writing is in the m/m romance category.When she isn’t writing, or working at her day job with a third party elevator inspection company, she enjoys crafts, such as cross stitch and crochet, and watching her favorite programs. Her favorite chef is Geoffrey Zakarian, and her favorite historical character is Aaron Burr—she is obsessed with all things Hamilton! Never say never is her motto!

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Can a one night stand deliver Levi Thornton from evil?

Levi Thornton is the closeted gay son of homophobic televangelist Marshall Thornton. So what’s the perfect gift for the father who never cared? Levi’s going to find a yummy young man on Christmas Eve, fuck him all night long and six ways to Sunday. And then he’s going to out himself on live national TV on Christmas Day in front of his father and God and everyone else.

The problem is he’s having no luck at finding that special someone to share this moment with. Just when he thinks his quest is hopeless, in breezes Darjeeling Crane, and it’s off to the family hideaway for a night of fun. This will be a Christmas to remember, if Levi has anything to say about it.

Note: previously published as Dirty Little Lies

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Son Of A Preacher Man

Copyright © 2016 Julie Lynn Hayes

ISBN: 978-1-4874-0867-1

Cover art by Taria Reed

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Son of a Preacher Man

By

Julie Lynn Hayes

Chapter One

What’s a sexy guy like you doing alone in a place like this on Christmas Eve?

Jarred from his internal reverie, Levi Thornton looked up from the menu in his hand. A wave of annoyance washed over his face, but he quickly quelled it with the ease of long-time dissembling. A young woman stood beside his table, obviously dressed for clubbing: short red satin dress with puff sleeves, decorated with frilly bits of tulle and accented with sparkly jewels. Glittery ropes adorned her neck and wrists, and she stood on heels so high she’d undoubtedly have to kick them off in order to dance without fear of breaking her neck.

Despite her too-corny-for-words come-on, he decided to follow her clumsy attempt at a pick-up—just for shits and giggles.

Looking for someone to spend the night with, he replied in a low growl. His words had the predicted effect. The woman gave a breathy sigh and leaned in toward him.

Me too, she confided, darting a quick glance over one shoulder. He followed her gaze to a nearby table filled with like-minded girls in similar dresses. They seemed to be following her exploits with great interest. Her cheerleaders, no doubt. Bosom buddies of the single persuasion, out on Christmas Eve looking for a hot time with Mr. Right. All they were missing were the obligatory pompons. They giggled when they saw him look their way, yet boldly continued to stare. He turned away from them dismissively.

Is that so?