Love Bytes is proud and honored to share with you the brand new cover of Sean Michael’s new upcoming release “The Luckiest Master”.
I love the covers for the Iron Eagle Gym books. L.C. Chase did a fantastic job getting me a background and logo for the series that was something a little grittier to match the gym theme. And I wanted something graphic, but also wanted to include one of the characters on the covers so that it didn’t lose the fact that it is an erotic romance. And I think she did an amazing job.
What I love best is that at a glance, you can tell that the covers are all a part of the same series. But also that the titles are very easy to read so you know they’re different books.
For The Luckiest Master I wanted the computer screen to represent the fact that both characters in this book work in the office of the gym. As usual, L.C. got what I wanted and came up with an awesome cover for me!
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The Luckiest Master
When Master Damien Richardson (Day to his friends) takes over the front desk manager job at the Iron Eagle Gym, he knows he’s going to need an assistant. But finding the right person for the job is harder than he thought it would be. When he meets Saw, he thinks he’s found the solution to all his problems, and maybe something more.
Sawyer Whitehead lost his master to a tragic car accident some years ago, and since then one opportunity after another has gone sour on him. Thoroughly convinced he’s cursed and a jinx to everything and everyone he touches, he refuses to officially become Day’s assistant because he knows that as soon as he does, something terrible will happen. He’s even more determined not to get involved with Day, despite his attraction, because it would kill him to be responsible for tragedy befalling the lovely man.
Day must convince Saw that he’s not cursed and that together, they can face any challenge that comes their way—in both their professional and personal partnerships.
Damien Richardson sat behind his desk, working on the front desk schedule. Every now and then, he’d glance up at the front desk to make sure the boy who was on duty, whose name he’d forgotten at the moment—and he put that down to the fact that he had eight boys’ names in front of him as he wrestled with who was available when, etc.—was doing okay.
It would be easier as he got to know the boys, know their schedules and how they worked and who did a better job for longer stretches and who hated working mornings, etc.
Day’d only been on the job for a day and a half, and while there was an enormous amount of work to be done—including hiring a full-time assistant—the last person in the job had been extremely organized and so far he’d been able to find everything he needed.
They had to find a new way to work the schedule, though, because this business of notes here and there regarding availability was not on. These guys needed to have regular hours. Oh, the odd time when someone had an appointment or whatever and couldn’t work their usual availability was fine, but how the hell was he supposed to schedule around constantly revolving availabilities?
He shook his head as he found yet another note about someone only being able to come in for two hours on Wednesday and Thursday the following week. Nobody had two-hour shifts, that was ridiculous. You couldn’t work for at least four hours in a row, you didn’t get put on the schedule.
He finally had it wrestled under control and hit Save. Then he did a quick double check before sending it to the boys and the boss. He glanced at his watch. Okay, it had taken him the better part of the morning, but it was done now and he was feeling rather accomplished.
Bran, the preternaturally organized little hard body that he’d replaced, wandered in, wire-framed glasses perched on his nose. “Hey there, Day. How’s it going? Is Master Tyrone here yet?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I saw him come in about an hour ago.” The stunning black man was hard to miss.
“He was headed toward the locker room.”
“Thank you. Do you need anything, sir?” What a truly decent guy.
“Thank you, but so far no. It’s been easy to slip into the job. I don’t suppose you want the assistant position?” He could use someone sooner than later if he didn’t want to spend all his evenings working overtime, and Bran wouldn’t have to be trained.
“You’d have to speak to my master about that, and I’m fairly sure he’s going to say no.” Bran gave him a little smile like the sub knew some amazing secret. “He likes having me as his personal assistant, and he loves having me at home.”
Now there was a successful pair. Day smiled back at the boy. “You can’t blame me for trying.”
What he needed was to find someone as organized as Bran was for the position. Or at least someone eager to please.
Best-selling author Sean Michael is a maple leaf–loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.
Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.
Sean brought along a giveaway to our blog: a copy of the ebook The Luckiest Master!
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