Wanting Tyler

By H.C. Brown

After being thrown out of home, six years previously for being gay, Kale Stone returns to Australia to inherit his father’s vineyard only to find his father has placed a provision on the will. Kale must marry or sell the winery. He decides to sell, but as he strives to find a buyer, he falls into a highly erotic affair with the winery manager, Tyler Duram.

When an offer arrives for the vineyard, it includes a contract for Tyler to remain on as manager. Unwilling to lose Tyler, Kale searches for another solution — until he catches Tyler kissing another man

PUBLISHER NOTE: Gay Romance, M/M, containing, Forced Seduction, light bondage, and sex games. 16,900 words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Luminosity Publishing LLP
• Release date: Nov 28, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463393741

H.C. Brown

H.C. Brown is a multi-published, multi-genre, bestselling, award-winning author.In 2016, she was delighted to be named Luminosity Publishing’s Bestselling Author of 2015.In 2015, she was delighted to be named Luminosity Publishing’s Bestselling Author of 2014.In 2015, Highlander in the Mist was placed 3rd in Historical and Rock ‘n’ Leather was placed 3rd GLBT in the Easychair Bookshop Competition.In 2015, Highlander in The Mist was nominated in The Romance Reviews 2015 Readers’ Awards.In 2011, she was delighted to receive nominations in three categories in the 2011 CAPA Awards: Favorite Author, Best GLBT Romance, and Best Science Fiction Romance.She was nominated for Best Historical M/M in the 2013, Goodreads Book of Year Awards.H.C writes about strong alpha male heroes and girl next door heroines in complex settings, and all her stories have happy endings.H.C. welcomes feedback from her readers.

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WANTING TYLER

H.C. BROWN

After being thrown out of home, six years previously for being gay, Kale Stone returns to Australia to inherit his father’s vineyard only to find his father has placed a provision on the will. Kale must marry or sell the winery. He decides to sell, but as he strives to find a buyer, he falls into a highly erotic affair with the winery manager, Tyler Duram.

When an offer arrives for the vineyard, it includes a contract for Tyler to remain on as manager. Unwilling to lose Tyler, Kale searches for another solution — until he catches Tyler kissing another man

PUBLISHER NOTE: Gay Romance, M/M, containing, Forced Seduction, light bondage, and sex games. 16,900 words.

WANTING TYLER

H.C. BROWN

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CHAPTER ONE

Kale Stone dropped his bags on the glossy tiled floor and stared out the thick glass windows of Brisbane Airport into the shimmering Australian heat. The place had changed in the past six years. Lord, he hardly recognized the landscape. Set apart from the domestic terminal, the new glass-and-chrome international airport rose from the gray bitumen in a feat of modern architectural brilliance. A young couple bustled by. He smiled. Hell, it’s good to hear the Aussie accent again.

Turning away from the window, Kale recognized Tyler Duram’s lean, muscular frame resting casually against the Arrivals doorway. He drew a deep breath. Tyler reminded him of the beach; his blue shirt hung open to display a yard of golden tanned skin, stretched over an impressive six-pack. Tousled, sun-streaked brown hair tumbled past his collar, and those eyes . . . deep and dangerous as the ocean.

Kale lifted his bags and headed toward him. Oh, Lord, the sight of Tyler made him hard. He grinned at him. His hunger for Tyler reignited at his friend’s frank sexual appraisal and slow, sultry smile. The emotions he thought long lost awakened and swirled inside him. Kale swallowed hard.

Tyler pushed away from the wall and sauntered toward him. Welcome home, Mr. Stone. I’m sorry about your dad. He tucked his thumbs into the loops on his jeans and wet his bottom lip with the tip of his tongue.

Kale met his gaze with a smile. When Tyler reached for the bags and brushed the knuckles of one suntanned hand against Kale’s thigh, his heart pounded. Settle down.

He sucked in a deep breath. How could Tyler send his libido into overdrive after such a long time? He forced his words to remain casual. I’m not upset in the least, and it wasn’t ‘Mr. Stone’ when we were kids, Tyler.

You weren’t my boss then. Tyler ran a hand through his hair.

"It’s still Kale, same as always. My father was Mr. Stone. Kale chuckled. So, Tyler, do you really work for me? You’ll have to tell me how that happened. He reached for the suitcases. Thanks, I can carry my own things."

"Well, then, welcome home, Kale. It’s good to see you, man. Tyler released Kale’s bag and slapped him on the back. I thought maybe things would be different between us now that you’re a big-shot French vintner."

Everything had changed. Tyler’s body, for one. Kale wanted to push him against the wall and slip straight into his fine ass. He swallowed hard and averted his gaze. One look into those hooded blue eyes and he’d say something stupid.

I’m older, and I know a lot more about wine, but I’m still the same person my old man threw out. Now, what about you? How did you come to work for the old man?

I came with the ranch — part of the deal when he purchased my parents’ property.  Tyler gave him a slow smile. I have no complaints. I’ve always had an interest in winemaking. Hell, I practically grew up at your winery. I went to college, worked my way up to manager, and now I work for you. He smiled. Hey, do you remember old Bluey? And the day we filled up his work boots with cement and his hat with horse shit?"

Kale grinned. Sure, and I remember the whipping I got too. Better still was the day we filled his hubcaps up with prawn shells. The poor old bastard was trying to find out where the smell was coming from for weeks.

Yeah, those were the days. Tyler