Hi guys! We have the fabulous Rick R. Reed stopping by today to show off the cover to his upcoming release Lost and Found, we have a fantastic excerpt and a brilliant giveaway, so help Rick celebrate his upcoming release by checking out that gorgeous cover, read the excerpt and leave a comment to enter the giveaway! ❤ ~Pixie~
Lost and Found
Rick R. Reed
On a bright autumn day, Flynn Marlowe lost his best friend, a beagle named Barley, while out on a hike in Seattle’s Discovery Park.
On a cold winter day, Mac Bowersox found his best friend, a lost, scared, and emaciated beagle, on the streets of Seattle.
Two men. One dog. When Flynn and Mac meet by chance in a park later that summer, there’s a problem: who does Barley really belong to? Flynn wants him back, but he can see that Mac rescued him and loves him just as much as he does. Mac wants to keep the dog, and he can imagine how heartbreaking losing him would be—but that’s just what Flynn experienced.
A “shared custody” compromise might be just the way to work things out. But will the arrangement be successful? Mac and Flynn are willing to try it—and along the way, they just might fall in love.
Rick R. Reed Intro!
Thanks for stopping by at MM Good Book Reviews for the cover reveal of my latest release, Lost and Found, coming from Dreamspinner Press on December 5! You can preorder NOW at the buy links below.
Lost and Found is about a lovable–and lost–beagle, the two men who, in an odd set of circumstances, come to claim ownership of him, and how the dog brings the two men together. It’s touching, funny, poignant, and best of all, it’s a story that will especially warm the hearts of anyone who loves, or whoever has loved, a dog.
And, it makes a great holiday gift for the dog-and-romance-lover on your list!
“I’m gonna miss the little guy.” Again, he felt he had to steel himself for just a few more minutes. He clenched both his fists and his teeth. Once they were gone, he could release the onslaught of emotions simmering inside, just below the surface. He would barricade himself in his room and cry as he hadn’t done since he was a little boy.
But that was for later. “Please. Let’s not prolong this. I don’t think I can stand it.” Mac had to be honest with them, maybe even a little raw. It wasn’t, like his tears, an attempt to manipulate them or to get his way. He needed to be truthful. “I love him. And I know I was a jerk. And I’m sorry I lied.” He allowed himself a quick glance at Flynn. “Yeah. I knew. I just wanted to keep him so bad. Ever since he came up to me at the park, a stray, last winter, looking skinny and lost, I felt like we were two lost souls who’d found each other.” Mac shrugged. “He saved me as much as I saved him.” Mac looked away from Clara and Flynn. He rubbed a hand rapidly over his face. He breathed when he felt there was no air. “So maybe I wasn’t the best person, but I did it out of love. I did save him. I did it for Hamburger. Excuse me, Barley.”
The three of them stood for a long time in silence on the porch. On Green Lake Way, an ice cream truck went by playing “Pop Goes the Weasel.”
Flynn neared him, and Mac was surprised when the other man laid a hand on his shoulder.
“I know. I can understand how someone can fall hard for this dog. I did think you were a jerk, a liar, but I don’t anymore. I get it.”
He looked into Mac’s eyes. Mac wasn’t sure what Flynn was searching for.
“This is hard. I don’t want to take him away from you.”
And Mac’s heart leaped upward, into the dazzling sunlight above them. “Really?” he asked, his voice weak yet infused with hope.
“Really. But he is mine. And I know you can understand how much I’ve missed him.”
And Mac’s hope plunged back down—perhaps into the mucky goose-shit layers at the bottom of Green Lake. Mac nodded. “Yeah, I know.” He sighed. “I have some toys and stuff inside. Let me go get ’em.” Mac turned and went in the door, letting the screen slam behind him.
Dee stood just inside, near the stairs. The grief written on her face was almost more than Mac could bear. Her lower lip trembled, and her eyes were red around the rims and damp.
“You big softie,” he accused her.
She tried to smile and failed miserably. “You just gonna let them take him?” she asked, her voice broken and weak, like a little girl’s instead of a woman’s who would be celebrating her seventy-ninth birthday in a couple of months.
“What choice do I have, Dee?”
“Maybe there is a choice,” Dee said, tentative.
“What are you talking about?”
“Invite them in. I have an idea.”
Rick R. Reed is all about exploring the romantic entanglements of gay men in contemporary, realistic settings. While his stories often contain elements of suspense, mystery and the paranormal, his focus ultimately returns to the power of love.
He is the author of dozens of published novels, novellas, and short stories. He is a three-time EPIC eBook Award winner (for Caregiver, Orientation and The Blue Moon Cafe). He is also a Rainbow Award Winner for both Caregiver and Raining Men. Lambda Literary Review has called him, “a writer that doesn’t disappoint.”
Rick lives in Seattle with his husband and a very spoiled Boston terrier. He is forever “at work on another novel.”