Blurb
Just months after breaking up with his boyfriend, Noah Jenkins inherits his grandfather's farm and he decides it's time for a change of scenery. He packs his bags, buys a dog, and moves onto the property. When his Labrador puppy Daisy gets hurt he meets local vet Hunter Ross and life starts to look interesting again.
Hunter Ross has always lived in small, conservative Newton, in rural Illinois. At 39 he's never been in love and never had a lover and mayhave neglected to tell anyone he's close to that he's gay. It's never been a problem - until Daisy, Yellow and her owner, Noah, show up.
Is Noah's love enough for Hunter to risk everything? Does Hunter have the strength to make the hardest choices he'll ever make and survive?
Noah had me going from loving him at the beginning of the book, but at times while reading, he actually annoyed me!! Very unusual this, to find that I go from loving one of the MC's, to disliking him and some of his actions at times..
When we meet Noah, he has moved into his inherited farm from his grandfather - someone he never knew. After his break up with his boyfriend months before, this inheritance seemed like the perfect time to make changes to Noah, and this included getting himself a dog - a Labrador puppy he called Daisy.
He meets Hunter when he takes Daisy to the nearest veterinarian, thinking she was bitten by a snake - which she wasn't!! There was a spark there straight away, but Hunter will not act on what he feels, as he is in the closet, and no intention of coming out. Hence why he has never been in love and never had a lover either.
However, the attraction between Noah and Hunter proves too much for Hunter to ignore, and the two begin to spend more and more time with each other, but Hunter is adamant that he will not come out, and to be honest he has a good reason to say this. This is also the part where I stopped loving Noah as much, he didn't really have problems when he came out, but he does seem blinkered to how terrified Hunter is about coming out.
However, things take a dramatic turn, and then secrets begin emerging, but not by choice......
All I can say now is wow. I was not expecting what happened in the story, it just kept me reading until I finished. I can't wait to read the next book in this series, and I hope I don't have too long to wait. I also have no idea if we will be seeing Noah and Hunter again, but I will wait and see.
Must say.... I was really laughing at one part of the story, which I am sure many people could relate to...... going into your house, and it looking like a snowstorm has been in the house..... no just a bored puppy and a room of polystrene balls that were once in a beanbag !! Loved this part :)
Excerpt
The great thing about small towns it turns out is that delivery is free and it’s quick. His new furniture will arrive tomorrow morning, which gives him time to get the living room ready. The parking lot in front of the clinic is empty but Noah can see Hunter’s truck parked further back and, on a whim, he follows the driveway down. He parks, unbuckles Daisy from her harness, and clips her leash on before he gets out of the car. When he turns around, Hunter is leaning against the doorway, wearing low slung jeans and a threadbare tee-shirt, arms crossed over his chest.
“Hi.”
“Hi,” Noah croaks. His mouth and throat have gone dry and when Daisy pulls the leash free from his grasp, he barely notices. Hunter pushes the screen door open with a bare foot and she rushes inside.
“Shit, sorry!” He leaps after her, but Hunter doesn’t seem concerned, only amused.
From the depths of the house comes a volley of high pitched barks followed by an angry hiss.
“Sounds like she’s found Rosie.”
Noah trails behind him as Hunter goes inside, taking in his surroundings as walks. The cluttered living room is small with plain, simple furnishings in faded colors. In contrast, Noah notices, the sounds system, hooked to a laptop and a flat screen television, is state of the art. In the middle of the room stands the cat from the clinic, back arched and tail puffed up. Daisy bounces forward with a yip only to be met by a grey and white paw that smacks her nose three times in quick succession and sends her scuttling back to Noah with a yelp and a whimper.
As he picks her up he spots two scratches across her nose, both beading with blood.
“Hey, your cat scratched my pup.”
“Your pup tried to chase my cat.”
Annoyed, Noah clutches Daisy to his chest and braces his shoulders. She’s bleeding.
“You should control her better.”
The statement is met by laughter. That he likes the sound of it annoys Noah even more than the laughter itself.
“She’s a cat. How do you propose I control her?”
“I don’t know but you’re a vet, you should be able to think of something.”
Hunter steps over and peers at the scratches on Daisy’s nose.
“She’ll live. You can trust me on this, I’m a vet.” The mocking tone makes it very clear what Hunter thinks of Noah’s reaction. He bends and gathers Rosie up and puts her on the back of an armchair. She immediately jumps off, flicks her tail at the room and saunters down the hallway.
In Noah’s arms, Daisy quivers and whimpers.
Noah is about to protest again when Hunter leans forward and brushes a kiss over his mouth. It’s brief and rough, over before Noah can even register it’s happening. Stunned, he runs his finger over his bottom lip and hugs Daisy to his chest as he watches Hunter walk away, calling over his shoulder as he goes.
“Do you want coffee?”
Author, acafan, Buddhist. Angelique is owned by four cats, three adult children, two temperamental computers, and a very patient boyfriend (not a partridge in a pear tree).
A former print journalist and editor, she has over the years, written about a wide variety of topics from politics to duck breeding to rock concerts. Her interest in fandom studies was sparked in 2015 when she watched Supernatural for the first time and she has been fascinated by the intersection between fans and creators ever since and is currently completing an MA (Media Studies) in the subject.
She likes cold champagne, hot coffee, neat whiskey, loud Springsteen, and the Winchester brothers kicking butt. When she's not writing she likes to color, watch movies, and get more tattoos.