I am so, so excited to announce the release of Advance & Retreat. After I finished Touch & Go last year, I was sure I was done with the series.
Then Ian Harrington, a college swimmer, strolled in and demanded his story. Ricky, the hotel manager/drag queen Rosie Riveting who we met in Push & Pull and Touch & Go, took one look at Ian, perked up, and said, “he’s mine”.
So here we are with the final book for my Midwest boys. I hope you love Ian & Ricky as much as I do.
Openly gay college swimmer Ian Harrington feels like he’s fighting against a current of tragedy. He’s grieving the loss of his parents and best friend, and now he’s dealing with a toxic coach and judgmental brother. But he won’t let that stop him from chasing his dream: Olympic gold.
Ricky Chavez has just about everything he wants in life: a great career, a supportive family, and a side gig as drag queen Rosie Riveting. The only thing he’s missing is a partner to share it all with.
When the two men connect after Rosie’s performance, they’re immediately drawn to one another. But it’s never that simple. Ricky isn’t the type of man to hide, and with Ian’s coach breathing down his neck, he can’t openly love a drag queen without making waves.
They’ll have to brave deep waters to make it to the finish line.
“You got a delivery while you were on lunch. It looks like you have an admirer,” Cecilia teased.
He blinked at her. “What on earth are you talking about?”
“It’s in your office. Come on.” She led him down the hall, and Ricky followed, feeling very puzzled. He stopped dead in his tracks at the bouquet of flowers on his desk. A bronze ceramic pot held sprays of deep orange, rust, and coppery-colored orchids, birds of paradise, and other exotic flowers and greenery.
“Oh my. Are you sure they’re for me?” Ricky asked faintly.
“They have your name on it.”
“Ricky or Rosie?” He felt a trickle of disquiet run through him. Very few people knew that he worked here. He’d had one overly friendly fan who’d crossed a line once and showed up at the hotel. He’d been very careful since then to keep it as separate as possible.
“Ricky. Why, were you expecting something for Rosie?”
“No, I was just wondering.” He plucked the envelope from where it was nestled between the blooms, ripped it open, and read the card.
I’m sorry for the way I behaved the other morning. My head was kind of a mess, but I shouldn’t have treated you badly. If you’ll give me a second chance, I’d love to apologize and make it up to you.
He’d included his phone number below his name.
Ricky blinked at it as if expecting the whole thing to disappear in a puff of smoke.
“Is it from a guy you’re dating? What’s his name?” Cecelia said, trying to peer over his shoulder.
Ricky clapped the card against his chest, not wanting to share, though there was nothing particularly personal on it. “Ian. His name is Ian.”
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