Title: Borrowed Heart
Author: Andrew Grey
Series: Standalone
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Publisher: DreamSpinner Press
Release Date: Mar 12 2019
Edition/Format: 1st Edition/Format ~ eBook &
Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
Robin, the recipient of a brand-new heart, knows he can’t
give it to just anyone….
Robin’s been through his share of upsets recently, from
heart transplant surgery to a brutal breakup. But his experiences have taught
him life is short, and he’s ready to seize the day and start anew. A job at
Euro Pride Tours is just the kind of adventure he’s looking for. He gets to see
the world and live a little, but love isn’t on his radar screen. He isn’t sure
his heart can endure that again.
Johan might’ve disappointed his family by striking out on
his own, but when he meets Robin, he has no intention of letting him down. Each
man is just what the other needs to feel whole again, and while Johan might not
be the man Robin originally thought he was, he’s exactly what the doctor
ordered to make Robin’s borrowed heart beat faster. As the tour through Germany
progresses, they grow closer, but when Robin’s ex joins the tour, he could
bring their blossoming love to a dramatic halt.
After dinner, the group had taken a night tour of the town.
Most of them had settled in a small café near the town center for coffee and
dessert. Robin made sure they knew their way back to the hotel and then went
back himself. He needed to try to get some sleep.
He unlocked the room and stepped in, just as Johan came out
of the bathroom, a small towel around his waist that barely covered his bits
and butt, leaving strong legs and sexy abs exposed to Robin’s hungry gaze. He
turned away and went right to his bag, busying himself as Johan moved behind
him, hopefully dressing.
“Are you going out?” Johan asked.
“No. Most of the group found a café. Billy and Kyle went off
to find some nightlife.” Robin carefully sat on the cot, relieved when it
didn’t collapse, though it definitely groaned. “I’m going to go over the things
for tomorrow.”
Johan rolled his eyes, and Robin got up the courage to
actually look up at him. Johan had pulled on a pair of jeans, but he was still
bare-chested, and the temperature in the small room spiked at least ten
degrees. A visual feast of golden skin, lean muscle by no means muscle-bound,
and a dusting of dark hair sent Robin’s pulse racing. He turned away again,
because lusting after his coworker was so damn wrong on so many levels.
Robin’s brown curls—his mom called them shaggy—fell into his
eyes, and he used them as cover to look a little more. Johan walked closer to
the window, his belly at perfect eye level, a dark trail slipping into his
pants, leading to… well, Robin’s imagination could certainly fill in any gaps,
and it did in spectacular fashion.
“Maybe I will go out,” Robin said softly. Lord knew if Johan
stayed in the room, especially like that, Robin wasn’t going to be able to
breathe. Robin grabbed his messenger bag and hurried to the door, almost
forgetting his key, before leaving the room and hurrying down the hall to the
stairs.
Outside on the cobbled street, Robin took a deep breath and
slowly walked toward town. There was a small convenience-type store a few
blocks away, and it would be good if he got some more water and a few snacks.
“Robbie.”
Robin gritted his teeth and turned to find Johan striding
toward him.
“You didn’t have to leave the room so quickly.” He fell into
step with him.
“I’m Robin, not Robbie,” he said firmly. He hated that
nickname.
“Okay. You still didn’t have to leave.” Johan looked at him
with his big, almost-mysterious brown eyes for long enough that Robin felt heat
rising at the base of his spine. “Are you one of those prudish Americans who
keeps himself covered all the time?”
“I’m not prudish,” Robin said. “I just needed some fresh air
and to get a few things.” He continued on his way, doing his best to keep his
attention on the way ahead and not on Johan’s hotness.
“Do you not like guys? Is that it? You work for a gay tour
company.” Johan walked faster as Robin sped up. He hadn’t meant to, but his
legs just kept moving more quickly. “Maybe you’re one of those people who
doesn’t like to be happy or something.”
Robin came to an abrupt stop, opening his mouth to give
Johan a tongue lashing, but he realized he was standing in front of the café
where half his tour group sat, watching them. Well, they were watching Johan.
No one ever paid that much attention to him.
Robin whirled on his heels and continued toward town. How
dare Johan try to get into his head. “For your information, yes, I like guys,
and I’m not a prude. Though you seem to have exhibitionist tendencies. Is what
you’ve got really worth making sure everyone sees it?” He turned to Johan and
cocked his eyebrow.
Johan smiled and didn’t retort, which pissed Robin off a
little more and actually raised his curiosity level. Damn it all to hell. Why
was he doing this to himself? They had a job to do.
