Patch Hastle grew up in a hurry, ditching East Texas for NYC to make his name as a DJ and model without ever looking back. When his parents die unexpectedly, he heads home to unload the family farm ASAP and skedaddle. Except the will left Patch’s worst enemy in charge: his father’s handsome best friend who made his high school years hell.
Tucker Biggs is going nowhere. Twenty years past his rodeo days, he’s put down roots as the caretaker of the Hastle farm. He knows his buddy’s smartass son still hates his guts, but when Patch shows up growed-up, looking like sin in tight denim, Tucker turns his homecoming into a lesson about old dogs and new kinks.
Patch and Tucker fool around, but they can’t fool themselves. Once the farm’s sold, they mean to call it quits and head off to separate sunsets. With the clock ticking, the city slicker and his down-home hick get roped into each other’s life. If they’re gonna last longer than spit on a griddle, they better figure out what matters—fast.
What if I told you death can result in love, would you believe me?
What if I told you wild boys and rugged cowboys make the perfect pair, what would you say?
What if I told you Damon will deliver his most vexing yet hottest love tangle to date, would you buy it?
Well, you should.
Patch ran away from home at a tender age and never looked back. Once he had the Texas sun in his rearview mirror, he vowed to keep it there. But then his parents died and he was forced to face the very place he loathed the most. He had to go back…home. He accepted this was merely an inconvenience and flew back on party fumes with implicit plans to make this a quick trip; in and out…lickety split. But then an unwanted surprise spoiled his plans. The cowboy highlighting his dreams and nightmares stands smack dab in the middle of his hasty retreat. His father left his best friend as caretaker of the farm. Was this one last slap in the face? Or the best gift he could ever give him?
Despite being born a country boy, Patch is proud to be a city slicker. A few years away and everything seems foreign yet familiar. Though it was a somber return it was critical to revisit memories from years past. Bitter feelings surge from Patch upon seeing Tucker for the first time. I always love it when an unlikable character sheds some of their surly layers. I can almost guarantee you will not be in the Tucker Biggs fan club early on, but then the gruff and tough exterior peels away and you see him. Patch sees him, with fresh eyes. He’s always had a hard on for the sexy cowboy but upon seeing him in all his glory, things soar to a whole new level. Is it possible we can twist our memories? Tunnel vision prevents us from viewing the bigger picture and maybe there is another side to the story. Regardless, this is only a tumble in the hay, they could never…be. They are from different worlds, aren’t they? Guess you’ll just have to find out for yourself. Quick shout out to Janet too, I absolutely adore her and her wisdom!
Suede has a rare and remarkable ability to turn a moment into a force. A rope coils into a promise, a sweet cup of coffee brews into a storm of emotions, and a two-step becomes a partnership. The power of the love between these two men is boundless and unrestrained and if you missed it, you weren’t paying attention. I loved how they were reunited, yet meet for the very first time. Tuck may have years and experience on his side and he takes control of satisfying his young buck, but Patch is an equal. I appreciated this aspect of their relationship. Tucker always treats Patch with care and respect. When Patch grabs hold of the reins in the big brass bed, I thought my kindle was going to spontaneously combust. I know it’s the gorgeous setting sun on the cover but it might as well be flames because this was a scorcher.
Sneak peek…one word: edging. Let’s make it two and add J-lube. Aww yeah baby, I’m telling you, it’s on fire. Then they visit NOLA and well, I’m not saying anything else. ‘Cept even though I’ve been to Oz myself, I adored witnessing it through Tucker’s steel eyes. Good times. But the real question is, can it last??
Frustrating and confusing as a duck in a tree conversations. The dialogue! Ughhhh….it nearly drove me over the edge of insanity. There were times I didn’t know who was talking to who or what they were talking about. They flipped topics like pancakes at IHOP; following along with their convo’s was extremely maddening. I finally accepted their foreign language and allowed the mystifying exchanges to slide without too much scrutiny. Believe me, it’s better this way.
Golly gee, I’d reckon most all folks. If you like ’em in wranglers or decades apart. If you love it when they tremble ‘fore they fall apart. But most all, if Suede is yer favorite, you best git on this one here right quick. Y’all don’t want to miss this cowboy and his pup.