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The Sinner’s Son (Felonies and Fatherhood #2) by Aimee Nicole Walker
Length: 70,000 words
Series: Felonies and Fatherhood Book 2
Prior Reading: Prior reading is required
Genre: contemporary, law enforcement romance
Tropes: established couple, law enforcement, fatherhood, romantic suspense
Trigger/Content Warnings: Designer: Natasha Snow
Can a sinner’s son outrun his father’s shadow, or will darkness follow him everywhere and taint everything? No one’s life should be reduced to random items in an evidence box, only to collect dust for decades. Seeking justice for the forgotten will bring a temporary partner into Sawyer’s life who threatens his carefully curated peace. Alec Bishop, the son of a serial killer, arrives in Savannah with an audacious ego, an unwillingness to accept boundaries, and an overzealous fan club. Calling it quits isn’t part of Sawyer’s character, but he might not have a choice when the circumstances surrounding the sinner’s son take a dark twist. Nature versus nurture? The age-old question forces Sawyer and Royce to reevaluate the relationships with their fathers, and it influences the parents they aspire to be now that the countdown to Baby Locke has begun. The Sinner’s Son is book two in the Felonies and Fatherhood trilogy, the third installment in the Royce Locke and Sawyer Key story arc.
** New readers should start with the Zero Hour and Matrimony and Mayhem trilogies before reading Felonies and Fatherhood. **
The Sinner’s Son continues Royce and Sawyer’s happily ever after as they move into the most anticipated phase of their lives. Though some storylines span the trilogy, this book does not end in a cliffhanger. Heat, humor, heart, and homicide abound. You have been warned. 18
Seizing on the delay tactic, Sawyer followed Tara over to a long table and loaded his plate with sliders, ham-and-cheese puff pastry pinwheels, buffalo popcorn chicken, and a fried mozzarella cheese stick. “Since when do you eat this kind of food?” Tara pointed to the platters of fresh fruits and vegetables on the opposite side of the table. “Isn’t that more your type of thing?” Sawyer shrugged and added another slider to his plate out of spite. Stress often triggered the negative eating habits that had caused him to be overweight during a huge part of his adolescence. Sawyer stared down at his plate while battling other unhealthy reactions, like guilt and shame. He’d already eaten a huge lunch and didn’t want to think about the number of calories he’d consumed. Fatty finger foods were the last thing he needed, and he’d regret eating them later. His mind went into a spiral of what to do with his plate. He couldn’t throw it away without looking like a dick, but he couldn’t put the food back on the platters after touching it. He’d have to eat it, but then he’d feel awful later—physically and emotionally. “I, uh—” Royce suddenly appeared by his side and took the plate from his hands. “I’m starving. Thanks.” Tension pinched Royce’s features, but his gaze softened when it landed on Sawyer. “Make yourself a plate.” Sawyer glanced over his shoulder and noted that Mendoza was nowhere in sight. “Where’d the chief go?” “As far away from here as he could get, I suspect.” Royce leaned into Sawyer’s personal space and lowered his voice. “He told me I had to deal with you, and I shall.” Sawyer recalled the vibrating butt plug Royce used for his last punishment and had to fight off a shiver. “Gross,” Tara said. “I’m out of here.” “Hey!” Royce called out. “You can’t leave me here all alone.” Tara pivoted and held up both hands with her palms out. “I’m not leaving the building, just the conversation.” Royce cackled and turned back to the table to pile on more sandwiches and cheese sticks. He glanced up and caught Sawyer watching him. “What? I’m eating for two.” Sawyer’s laughter broke the anxiety gripping his chest. “God, I love you.” Movement in his periphery caught his attention, and he turned to see Cory and his cohorts enter the community room. Instead of joining the conversation, they hovered around the perimeter of the group. “What the hell is that about?” Royce asked, gesturing to the newcomers with his half-eaten slider. Sawyer tried not to wince but failed. “The Alec Bishop Fan Club.” Royce set his sandwich on the plate. “I’ve lost my appetite.” Glancing at Alec again, Sawyer said, “That makes two of us.” “What’s he even doing here?” Royce asked. “How’d he even know about this event?” “This whole thing is my fault.” “Yeah,” Royce said. “It kinda is. You just had to make nice with him in Denver. Still doesn’t explain what he’s doing here tonight though.” “I’d mentioned the open house as the reason I couldn’t meet him tonight. And then I told him I had too much going on to meet with him before Monday morning.” “Uh-huh.” “And you see how well that worked out for me,” Sawyer said. “There’s tenacious, and then there’s this guy.” Sawyer was already in over his head, and the joint project had barely gotten underway. Royce emitted a low growl. “I don’t want him interfering with our lives. I don’t want him showing up places he doesn’t belong.” Royce’s growing frustration was palpable, and Sawyer wished they were alone so he could assure him with more than words. “I don’t want those things either. I’ll try being more assertive with Alec.” He’d handled dangerous criminals easier than this wannabe investigative podcaster. “Guys like him don’t respond to authority and assertiveness,” Royce said. “You draw a line, and he will cross it. You draw boundaries, and he will crash them. Start thinking outside the box before this guy tramples your career.” Royce leaned into his space. “You’re a Locke now, so start thinking like one.”
” Aimee Nicole Walker is an international bestselling author of Male/Male contemporary romance and romantic suspense novels. Her stories guarantee hunks with big…hearts, lots of humor and heat, and the occasional homicide. Aimee is a lifelong dreamer, an avid reader, and an off-key singer. Only two of those traits help her craft captivating characters and charming communities where everyone is welcome. She uses the other quirk to entertain her pets during writing breaks. Love inspires everything she does, books keep her sane, and coffee is the magic elixir that fuels her day. “
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