Book Title: House Arrest Without a Home
Author: Brina Brady
Publisher: Self-Published
Cover Artist: Brina Brady
Release Date: January 10, 2022
Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance
Tropes: Steamy, Age Gap, Hurt and Comfort, Forced Proximity, MM Romance/HEA
Themes: Learning to love and trust again
Length: 59 184 words/180 pages
It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.
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Blurb
Pre-law student Shawn O’Brien loses his mind when he finds his live-in boyfriend Jasper Logan with a younger man in their bed. Shawn breaks the law and ends up in big trouble, in danger of losing his scholarship and freedom. He needs a new place to live to serve his house arrest sentence or he will go to jail for six months.
Successful District Prosecuting Attorney, Noah Braun, has it all: money, friends, and a top career, but he’s at risk of losing it all as he grieves the loss of his husband. His father, Judge Braun, finds the perfect lover to save his son. The judge asks Noah to take Shawn into his home to complete his sentence.
Everything changes when Noah and Shawn meet and find themselves living together. Noah is determined to do whatever it takes to prove to Shawn that their relationship will be different from his nightmarish one with Jasper.
Can Noah find a way to win Shawn’s heart forever, or will Shawn move on when his house arrest is complete?
Steamy, Age Gap, Hurt and Comfort, Contemporary, Forced Proximity, MM Romance/HEA
“I know you’re nervous about when the officers come to fit your bracelet. So, I have a plan to make you forget about tomorrow.” Noah ambushed him with his accurate summation of Shawn’s feelings.
A streak of heat fell across Shawn’s face. What was he suggesting? Sex maybe? Sex wasn’t in the deal according to Henrik. “What do you have in mind?”
“Would you like to go out to dinner with me while you’re still a free man? My treat.”
Noah leaned back in his chair and made firm eye contact with Shawn, just like Judge Braun did. Only Noah had a way of stripping his clothes when he looked at him. Noah’s lips curled into a smile—He must be mocking him.
“I’d like that.”
“My father seems to like you a lot. I was surprised he was here when you moved in. I didn’t invite him. He just showed up.”
“I took his class last year during the time he was appointed to the bench, so he was moving into a new job, and he didn’t have the usual amount of time for the class. He asked me to do some research for him. He petitioned for me to be his graduate assistant and the university accepted me as GA for him. He also allowed me to grade his papers, which I did by following the rubric he wrote up for me. Of course, he double-checked the papers I graded, and said I was as good as he was. He taught me what was important. That’s how he knows me.”
“Did he allow you to correct your own papers and tests?”
“No. He wouldn’t do that. He corrected mine.”
“That’s interesting. He never asked me to do anything for him. Consider yourself honored.”
“You have a huge house for one person.” As soon as he said it, he remembered about Noah losing his husband and wanting children. Too late now, he’d already stepped in it. What was wrong with him? Was he sabotaging everything he had worked for by angering Noah, so he’d throw him out and let him end up in jail?
“I inherited it from my grandparents and out of respect for them, I live here. There’s a pool in the backyard, but I’ve shut it down until next summer. It’s a nice quiet place. No neighbors around to disrupt my peace and personal space. I don’t like loud people around me.”
“Did you actually shut your pool down or did your pool boy do that?”
“Pool boy. I pay for some services,” Noah said.
“Just curious, do you pay for sex too?” Shawn shocked himself with his juvenile rhetorical question. He wondered if Noah realized it was just a joke. Noah didn’t respond, but he pulled his face and chin back, and his eyebrows furrowed.
“Oh, I didn’t mean that…I meant…I didn’t mean it the way that it sounded.”
“You’re pretty funny. The answer to your question is no. I don’t need to.”
“I didn’t expect you to answer me,” Shawn said.
“Oh yes, you did. It has been on your mind since we met.”
“I don’t have sex on my mind at all. In fact, I don’t care if I never have sex again.”
I am from Huntington Beach, Ca. I taught various subjects at a Continuation High School in Los Angeles, California for 27 years. I obtained a Bachelor’s of Arts Degree in History, Secondary Social Science Credential and a Master’s Degree in Secondary Reading and Secondary Education from California State University, Long Beach. I also enrolled in some creative writing classes at UCLA.
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