We are happy to welcome back to Love Bytes author Brandon Witt. Brandon shares an exclusive excerpt of his re release of “Braving the Rapids” and brought a giveaway for our readers!!

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Braving the Rapids

 

Estes Park native Todd Fleece works hard to honor his obligations to family and the businesses he inherited, but only his friends and the horses at his ranch brighten Todd’s life. In fighting his attraction to his best friend’s ex-boyfriend, Todd has focused solely on his work, leaving little room in his life for finding love.

Matt Abel’s reckless youth put him on a path to a self-destructive life—his most painful failure was being a horrible father. He excels at extreme sports and living on the edge. Now back in Estes Park and teaching white-water rafting, Matt tries to reconnect with his mother and his grown daughter. When he runs into his ex’s friend Todd, Matt longs for more than a fling.

But achieving happiness isn’t simple, not with Todd’s family conflicts and Matt struggling not to slide back into alcoholism. With hurdles threatening to drive them apart, Todd and Matt try to find the courage to brave the rapids and face a future together….

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Matthew Abel

Whoever lived in the cabin last had been a certifiable pack rat. Maybe the last several people who’d lived there. Matt glowered at the pile of crap that continued to grow by the dilapidated front porch. He was probably being stupid doing all this work when he was only going to live in the place a few months, but he didn’t think he could stand sleeping another night in the shithole as it had been. Matt didn’t need fancy, he didn’t even require spotlessly clean, but a step above condemnable didn’t seem like asking too much.

He’d been feeling a bit of a fool having moved up a week before he was scheduled to start at Rocky Mountain Rapids. Had he really thought Jordan would jump at the chance to spend extra time with him? No. He hadn’t. But he’d hoped.

Now, instead of father-daughter bonding, he had a week of cleaning and… well, cleaning. What else was there to do? And as filthy as the place was, it wouldn’t take him a week.

Maybe he could take the bike and spend a few days at Black Hawk. Gambling wasn’t his first love, but he was having poor enough luck here; maybe it would change somewhere else. It couldn’t get much worse. Less than twenty-four hours in town and he’d already accidentally offended Jordan, accidentally assaulted his ex, and accidentally couldn’t quit thinking about his ex’s best friend.

That last one wasn’t as much an accident as it was simply uncontrollable. And even in those few split seconds, the solitary glance told Matt all he needed to know. Todd still felt the same way about Matt.

Damn it.

The day had gotten up to nearly sixty but was cooling off. Despite that, with all the work, Matt kept going back and forth between being sweaty and taking off his shirt, to cold and putting it back on again. At the moment, he had it off as he carried out a large rotting chest to add to the pile. He’d been procrastinating that particular chore, expecting a horde of spiders to be living underneath. To his relief, that worry had been unfounded, so a scene of him jumping up and down in shuddering convulsion had been avoided. At least he didn’t have to add that humiliation to the day’s list.

He’d just dumped the chest onto the heap and was brushing the particles of moldy wood off his chest hair when the sound of galloping caught his attention. Though the cabin was nestled back in the trees to the point it nearly blended in, the land in front had been cleared, making it easy to see the dirt road that ran back toward town and the horse and rider on it.

Matt started to turn to go back inside and get the next load, then paused. He really was losing it. He was seeing Todd Fleece everywhere, even in hallucinations, it seemed.

The Todd look-alike glanced over at Matt from atop the large gray horse, then turned away.

Then the horse slowed and the rider looked back, his eyes visibly widening, even from that distance.

It was Todd. Had to be. No one else had his styled salt-and-pepper hair, and for sure no one else had that particular reaction to seeing Matt.

Todd turned from Matt once more, and the horse sped up.

Matt stood there, watching, not sure if he should call out or not.

Not, obviously.

To do anything other than turn back around and hide inside the cabin would lead to nothing but drama.

But then Todd’s horse slowed and came to a near stop just before it disappeared behind the trees. It turned, shaking its head at the motion, causing its black mane to fly up.

Fuck.

It was stupid. It was cliché. It was so not all right to think, but the sight of Todd on that horse, flipping its hair like it was running across the beach on the cover of a romance novel, made Matt catch his breath. His breathing stayed erratic as Todd brought the horse fully around, then trotted it back the way they’d come.

Then horse and rider turned off the road and headed toward him.

Holy shit.

It was suddenly hotter than it had been all afternoon.

Check out the review we did for this title at the first release: Here

Brandon Witt received his roots in the Ozark, grew wings in Denver, and is learning to fly in New Orleans. When not snuggled on the couch with his two dogs and his partner, Stephen, he is more than likely in front of his computer, nose inches from the screen, fingers pounding the keys.

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