Title: Jared’s Family
Series: Sequel to The Gift and Sam’s Temptation (can be read as a standalone)
Author: V.S. Morgan
Genre: m/m, Interracial, Contemporary, Western
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Cover Designer: Tibbs Design
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“I would definitely read more from this author and recommend it to anyone who likes M/M with kids. Super sweet, lovable D will win your heart as much as the lead men will.” – HappilyEverChapter
“Jared’s Family is a really cute sweet book. I loved the characters, even the supporting characters brought light to the book.” – Goodreads Review
“I liked this book, like really liked it. It is a sweet sweet m/m romance novel with a wonderful HEA.
Thank you V.S. Morgan!! 5 Stars because: ” Love conquers all.” – Goodreads Review
After witnessing his mother’s death, a once outgoing preschooler is now a quiet shadow of himself. The little boy suffers nightmares and rarely speaks, choosing to use the basic sign language he learned in daycare. Desperate to help his little nephew, Virge Stevens takes a leave of absence from the LAPD to bring Donovan, known as D to Montana for the therapy he needs.
A chance meeting at the library changes Virge and his nephew’s lives forever.
Jared Malone is one of five brothers, right smack damn in the middle. He is the peacemaker and the one who gets shit done. When his younger brother gets sick, Jared fills in reading to small children at the library. There he encounters a tall, dark, and handsome stranger and his cute little boy. Jared is immediately drawn to Virge but is still dealing with the betrayal of an abusive ex.
As the Malone family welcomes them to the ranch and into their lives, Virge’s instant attraction for Jared grows, but the cowboy is fifteen years younger than him. Will he be rejected?
Both men have secrets. Secrets that could destroy the connection between them. Can they overcome the odds and find happiness together?
He sped in the direction she’d indicated, dodging library patrons in his path, slowing only when he reached the area decorated in bright primary colors and pint-sized furniture. D leaned against the side of a small bookcase, clutching his precious stuffed animal, Boo Bear, at his side.
Oh, thank God. Releasing a breath, Virge sat on the carpet next to D who remained transfixed by the cowboy sitting in a ridiculously tiny chair surrounded by little kids several feet away. A thin, gray-haired woman held a sturdy book while the sexy man both read aloud and signed the story in American Sign Language.
He relaxed, listening to the deep, quiet voice. The man signed with a confidence that spoke of years of use, and Virge wondered if he had a deaf family member. Perhaps a parent? How old was he? Late twenties, early thirties, maybe? His visceral attraction to the Adonis in leather heightened his innate curiosity. After a few more short books, story time came to an end.
“Who wants a sticker?” the cowboy asked.
A chorus of “me’s” rang out. D scrambled onto Virge’s lap and hid his head against his chest, clutching Boo Bear tight. Running his hand down his little back and murmuring soothing sounds, he closed his eyes and tried to project calm to his nephew’s small, trembling body.
“Hey, little partner. I saved a special sticker just for you.”
D whipped around, and Virge opened his eyes. The cowboy had crouched down on one knee about two feet from them. Amazing, he managed that position without spearing himself in the ass with a spur. Even more amazing? His gorgeous face: steel-blue eyes, full pink lips, a sexy cleft in his chin, and a strong jaw covered with dark-blond stubble. A bump on his nose, indicating it had been broken in the past, only added to his masculine beauty. Small gold hoops adorned the cowboy’s ears. Virge’s dick, which had been hibernating for months, hardened. He shifted D in his lap. Awkward.
The cowboy smiled, a flash of perfect white teeth, and slowly held out a large marshal’s star sticker. D snatched it up before signing “thank you.” The man’s eyes widened, and his smile went from gentle to megawatt as he signed back “you’re welcome.” The cowboy met his gaze and tipped his hat before rising with an easy grace he envied.
V.S. Morgan has lived all over the US but calls Minnesota her home now. Her family includes her hubby, teen son, and a menagerie of pets.
She’s been writing stories since she could hold a pencil and dreams of happily-ever-afters – even for two hot men – because love knows no boundaries. V.S. writes IRMC contemporary, paranormal, and suspense m/m and m/f with heart.
V.S. is a GLBT ally and a lifetime contributor of The Trevor Project.
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