Kiwi Nathaniel Dunn is in a fighting mood, but how does a man fight Wellington’s famous fog? In the last year, Nate’s lost his longtime lover to boredom and his ten-year job to the economy. Now he’s found a golden opportunity for employment where he can even use his artistic talent, but to get the job, he has to get to Christchurch today. Heavy fog means no flight, and the ticket agent is ignoring him to fawn over a beautiful but annoying, overly polite American man.<br><br>Rusty Beaumont can deal with a canceled flight, but the pushy Kiwi at the ticket counter is making it difficult for him to stay cool. The guy rubs him all the wrong ways despite his sexy working-man look, which Rusty notices even though he’s not looking for a man to replace the fiancé who died two years ago. Yet when they’re forced to share a table at the crowded airport café, Nate reveals the kind heart behind his grumpy fa?ade. An earthquake, sex in the bush, and visits from Nate’s belligerent ex turn a day of sightseeing into a slippery slope that just might land them in love.

Sunset at Pencarrow

“Slowpoke,” Nate said, obvious anticipation putting a shake in his voice. He closed and locked the door, grabbed the bags, and dropped them unceremoniously on the table. His kiss took Rusty like a flash flood, leaving him all but unable to speak. Caught in it, his body responded all at once. Heat flushed his veins, and his sex went hard in an instant. He gave ground to Nate’s demanding mouth and wanted more than anything to feel the man’s naked flesh against his own. When Nate interrupted the kiss to grab condoms and lube from the bag, Rusty appreciated the foresight, but his arms felt absolutely empty.


Fortunately, Nate returned in seconds. They kissed again, Rusty’s passion not tamed in the least. Still, when Nate guided him into the bedroom and drove him backward against the bed, Rusty refused to buckle to Nate’s slow push, clearly intended to land him on his back across the mattress.


Chapter 48