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Friends Like Them by Aimee Nicole Walker

Redemption Ridge, Book 4

Owen Doyle’s rough beginnings taught him not to form attachments, yet he’s drawn to Tyler Booth like a magnet. Their relationship has blossomed from strangers to best friends, with each twist in the journey weaving their connection tighter. But Owen has a six-year secret that’s become unbearably painful to keep. As the seams of his resistance fray, Owen will lean into a new mentoring opportunity to keep from ruining the best thing in his life.

Tyler will never regret going to jail and getting sober because meeting Owen saved his life and taught him how to trust again. Their inseparable bond has earned much teasing over the years, but Tyler doesn’t recognize himself without Owen. When he senses a yawning chasm between them, he’ll turn to mutual friends for help. Their well-meaning advice opens Tyler’s eyes to unexplored possibilities and will snap missing puzzle pieces into place.

Some hopes are too big to stifle, and some truths are too big to ignore. A photo booth, smoking-hot kisses, and honest revelations will take Owen and Tyler’s intimacy to a whole new level. But before they can achieve their happily ever after, they must unload the baggage from their pasts. Will the road to discovery guide them to the necessary healing, or are the guys destined for the highway to heartache?

Friends Like Them is book four in the Redemption Ridge series. Though each story features a different couple, reading the series in order is essential. Friends Like Them contains mature themes and is intended for adults.

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Oh my god. Oh my god. He was kissing Tyler. Owen hadn’t planned it. He’d just turned around to see if the desire and curiosity he saw in Tyler’s reflection was real and to confirm he hadn’t imagined the erection pressed against his ass. Tyler’s mouth was right there, his lips parting in surprise, and the expression in his coffee-colored eyes was even more potent up close. Owen had fantasized about this moment for six fucking years. From the first time he locked eyes with Tyler, he wanted to kiss him. There were days when he thought about nothing else. Maybe that was why Owen kept his eyes open for those first few seconds after pressing his mouth to Tyler’s. Yes, he could have wanted to make sure his best friend wasn’t revolted, but that wasn’t it.

Owen didn’t want to miss a single second of their first, and maybe only, kiss. Tyler’s eyes widened in surprise for a few seconds before his long lashes fluttered and his eyelids lowered to half-mast. Firm lips trembled against Owen’s and parted to release the softest sigh he’d ever heard. The sound went straight to Owen’s balls and squeezed them like a vise. Tyler fisted Owen’s shirt at his waist, closed his eyes, and released a needy whimper, prompting Owen to stop thinking and start reacting. He shut his eyes, too, and lightly cupped Tyler’s neck. Owen angled his head and swept his tongue over Tyler’s bottom lip, making his intentions known and giving him the option to pull back or open wider. Tyler groaned hungrily as he parted his lips more, and Owen swept in. The first rub of their tongues sent a hard shudder through Owen. Tyler bunched his shirt until it pulled free from his waistband, and his warm fingers pressed against Owen’s flesh.

At least a tiny part of his brain set off alarm signals that maybe things were going too far, too fast. They needed to talk before things went further, and both the conversation and whatever followed needed to happen in a more private location. But then Tyler’s curious fingers bumped along his spine, and Owen’s ability to reason tumbled like a house of cards. Whatever Tyler wanted, he would have. Whenever, however, and how often he wanted it.

Owen cupped the back of Tyler’s neck, and though his hold was light, the embrace was possessive. It said “you are mine.” He deepened the kiss, pressing deeper into Ty’s mouth and seizing complete control, while Tyler’s fingers dipped beneath his denim waistband.

If Ty could explore, so could he. But a repetitive beeping sounded in the booth before Owen could make his move. The guys sprang apart and looked toward the mechanism under the mirror just as it spit out a strip of photos with a whir. The paper fell face down into the tray below, but neither man moved to retrieve it.

“Those are going to be some pics,” Owen said breathlessly. Knowing the camera had captured their first kiss made him ridiculously happy.

Tyler leaned forward until his finger hovered over the Start button. He held Owen’s gaze and said, “Wanna go again?”

“Hell yeah.”

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