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Good afternoon, snippeteers! Apologies for the long absence, but… I have been head-down over my edits and Swings & Roundabouts is scheduled for release on May 13th – two years to the day after Job Hunt, the first book in the Power of Zero series, saw the light of day. The day made a nice target to aim for, and I’d been procrastinating enough.
Now the book is back from the proofreader and I’m on the final stretch: tidying up, formatting, checking, and preparing all the promo. It still seems daunting and too far away, but now I’m convinced I’ll get there.
It’s been a while since I’ve offered a snippet from Swings & Roundabouts. I’ve always believed that falling in love is the easy bit. Staying in love, and learning to work as a team while giving each other space – that’s the tricky part of a relationship. And that’s exactly where Swings & Roundabouts fits into Jack and Gareth’s story. Jack knows what he wants, Gareth has his doubts, and while they’re on holiday in Sweden to hash things out they… find a body. Of course, they do.
And this snippet – double length, sorry! – gives a glimpse of how they’re dealing with that.
From Swings & Roundabouts
Waking in a cold, empty bed was not enjoyable. Not when it reminded Gareth of the weeks he’d been flying from meeting to meeting, and the issues that had been piling up between him and Jack as a result. While they waited on the Swedish police for permission to return home, his bed shouldn’t be empty.
No light showed in the living room or the kitchen when Gareth rolled out of bed to check. The bathroom was dark, but soft splashing sounds and a glint of starlight on water gave away Jack’s hiding place. “Jack? Are you okay?”
“Did I wake you?”
“Your absence did,” Gareth admitted. Jack hadn’t indicated he wanted company, but he hadn’t said no, either. Gareth shed his boxers and settled into the hot water beside Jack. The careful gap he left between their bodies didn’t remain for long, as Jack slid deeper into the steaming water and leaned his head on Gareth’s shoulder.
So small a gesture shouldn’t have brought the relief it did. Jack had changed, but not so much he’d stopped feeling responsible when shit happened anywhere in his vicinity.