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HOUSE HUNT
by: Jackie Keswick
The Power of Zero, #3
Publication Date: March 30, 2016
Genre: Adult, MM Romance, Romantic Suspense
Jack Horwood hates owing favors. But when a simple day out to treat Gareth to the best oysters in England leads to a discovery of drugs and counterfeit money—things that neither Jack nor Gareth have the jurisdiction to handle—he has to call in help. Help that doesn’t come cheap, and that forces him to do something he promised himself he’d never do again—walk away from Gareth and the family he’s starting to make for himself.
Three months undercover is a long time. After missing Gareth’s birthday, Jack is determined not to miss their first anniversary. But coming home and being home are two very different things. So when he is asked to assist with a corporate espionage investigation, Jack can’t say no, despite knowing it will impact his already straining relationship.
Except, of course, he’s walking into a trap….
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When the car’s growling engine stopped, Gareth
found himself surrounded by woods in a corner of the Weald he’d never been to
before. The small car park was deserted except for a handful of cars, and
Gareth heard only birdsong, the rustle of the breeze in the trees, and the
faraway drone of a plane. They hadn’t passed any villages or farms during the
last leg of their drive, and nothing around him hinted at human habitation.
The car park didn’t even have a sign.
“You know where we are, right?”
“Would you believe me if I said we’re eight miles
from Canterbury?”
It was hard to imagine that a city full of
tourists, bars, and shops was in hiking distance of this deserted corner of
Kent. The air held the bitter, musty scents of pine and damp leaves and—barely
detectable—the savory smell of mushrooms. Most of the oak and beech trees
surrounding the small, graveled car park were just starting to unfurl their
leaves, giving the afternoon sun almost unhindered access.
Jack unlocked the boot, ready to get out of the car
and retrieve the TVR’s roof. Before he could move, Gareth wrapped a hand around
his neck and pulled him closer until the center console got in the way. Jack
didn’t fight. He braced his elbows on magnolia leather and leaned across the
barrier into Gareth’s touch. Their kiss was slow and languid, more teasing than
enticing.
“Really not the car for that,” Gareth commented
when he leaned back to put space between them. “Though I could imagine
spreading you across that bonnet.”
“Yeah, let’s scandalize the locals,” Jack agreed
and popped the doors.
It was the third time and Gareth still hadn’t
figured out how it was done. Not that he’d been paying particular attention to
the TVR’s doors. Though now that he’d started thinking about the acres of
bonnet, he could see that the car had potential. He turned to look for Jack,
but despite having opened the boot, he wasn’t anywhere close to the car. He
stood in the center of the car park, staring at a beat-up green Rover.
“What’s the matter?”
“Not sure.” Jack’s voice was distant. “Thing gives
me the creeps.”
“How?”
Gareth couldn’t see anything that might have set
off Jack’s warning bells. The N-plated Rover 400 showed every one of its
seventeen years of hard work. Flaking paint marred the sides, hinting at
rust-eaten bodywork, and one of the car’s wings had been replaced with one of a
slightly different green. It wasn’t a car that invited a second look from
anyone, but somehow it had immediately drawn Jack’s attention.
“Jack?”
He stared a moment longer before he shrugged and
turned back to Gareth. “I don’t know,” he said, sounding apologetic. “Probably
nothing at all. Fancy a walk?”
“Since that’s what we came here for….” Gareth
wanted to reach for Jack, whether to distract him or shake him hard enough to
rattle some sense back into that busy brain of his, he couldn’t have said. “Was
there anywhere in particular you wanted to go?”
“Just… around,” Jack said as he found a narrow path
that led into the surrounding woods.
“Liar. And crappy at it, too. How’d you ever make
it as a spook?”
Gareth had merely meant to tease, but a dark flush
crept up Jack’s neck, and he hunched forward. “I wasn’t that kind of spook,” he
mumbled when Gareth caught up with him.
“No?” Gareth wrapped his arm around Jack’s
shoulders and felt him flinch at the contact. Jack was suddenly so tightly
wound he was close to taking off. And that wasn’t something Gareth wanted to
deal with right then. He cast around for something, anything, that could serve
as a distraction.
“So, what’s going on with you and that Dave
character?” he settled on, glad when Jack’s head shot up and he stared, caught
out.
“Nothing’s going on. He’s straight.”
“Bullshit. He was all over you.”
The vehemence in Gareth’s tone brought Jack’s head
around. The frown dissolved and the smirk appeared. “That jealousy I’m hearing,
Flynn?”
Gareth felt the rush of heat in his neck sweep up
the sides of his face. He held Jack’s disbelieving gaze regardless. “Would you
blame me?”
JOB HUNT
by Jackie Keswick
The Power of Zero #1
Publication Date: May 13, 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBT, M/M, Romance, Suspense
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GHOSTS
by Jackie Keswick
The Power of Zero #2
Publication Date: February 10, 2016
Genres: Adult,Contemporary, LGBT, M/M, Novella, Romance, Suspense
Jackie Keswick was born behind the Iron Curtain with itchy feet, a bent for rocks and a recurrent dream of stepping off a bus in the middle of nowhere to go home. She’s worked in a hospital and as the only girl with 52 men on an oil rig, spent a winter in Moscow and a summer in Iceland and finally settled in the country of her dreams with her dream team: a husband, a cat, a tandem, a hammer and a laptop.
Jackie loves stories about unexpected reunions and second chances, and men who don’t follow the rules when those rules are stupid. She has a thing for green eyes and tight cyclist’s butts and is a great believer in making up soundtracks for everything, including her characters and the cat.
And she still hasn’t found the place where the bus stops.
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