Coming Soon

Paid Leave
Release scheduled for May 2013
Albuquerque police officer Benji Miller made the choice to hide his sexuality and devote his life to his career. He guards his secret carefully, believing he is protecting his job and happiness. Then, during a routine traffic stop gone awry, he shoots a suspect to protect a young girl, and his life spins out of control. A department-mandated paid leave rips away the only distraction he had, and he has to deal with the unsympathetic media who criticize the police department’s every move.

One day, needing to get out of the house, Benji walks into a cafĂ©, where he meets Neal McCoy—a gay man living without shame, unafraid to speak his mind or stand up against prejudice. Benji quickly falls for Neal but struggles to combine his new love interest and his career. With the media threatening the careful illusion he’s built around himself, Benji can’t stand the pressure.

Benji has to decide: sacrifice his happiness in the name of his career and an easy life, or find the courage to give up the lonely existence he knows and take a step into the unknown.

Teaser:
Benji smiled. Neal was perfect. He leaned down and kissed him, surprised by how right it felt. He cradled Neal’s head and took his time winding his tongue along Neal’s, enjoying every second Neal took to melt against him. He tasted like coffee and chocolate. Two things Benji had never believed could arouse him were fast becoming turn-ons.
“I’d like to change,” Benji whispered against Neal’s lips. He felt Neal’s hands resting on his belt, adding the slightest bit of weight. “Today was hot. The vest is uncomfortable, but on hot days, it’s almost unbearable.”
“You are trying to seduce me with your cop lingo.” Neal left a kiss beneath Benji’s ear before stepping back. “Do I get to watch?”
“If you want.” Benji started up the stairs with Neal and Lucky following.
“Do you have your baton?”
“I do.”
“Put it in your car.” Neal stopped at the top of the stairs. “I’ve seen enough porn to know where cops like to stick those, and that won’t be happening in my house.”
“Why are you so well-versed in porn?” Benji asked, trying his best to keep a straight face at Neal’s joke.
“I’m a gay man with an Internet connection. Why aren’t you more versed in porn?”
“There’s no coffee-shop-owner porn.”
Neal’s grin faded into a smile. “That might be the most romantic thing you’ve said to me all night, Officer Miller.”
Romance wasn’t Benji’s forte, and he’d only meant it as a tease. He felt out of his element with Neal, and the feeling only worsened when Neal took whatever he said in a way he hadn’t meant. He almost corrected Neal’s assumption to squash any belief he had a romantic bone in his body, but instead he added another tease.
“Will it get me laid?”
“The uniform is a sure bet.” Neal cocked his head. “Whoever designed your uniforms had an eye for a man’s ass. Turn around again.”
Benji rolled his eyes. The praise was not something he knew how to accept. “If you’re so turned on, help me take it off.”
“I’ve seen this porn,” Neal said. “No baton.”
“No baton.”

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