Afraid of being openly gay, Landon rejected Kendall after a brief affair. Will they be able to make a fresh start when chance reunites them years later?
Landon Tully is a social worker who only returned to Riverside for his father's funeral. But when a job opportunity opens up, he decides to stay for a while. Within days he runs into Kendall Gable, the man he'd thought was too young for him eight years ago — only now Kendall is all grown up and on the opposite side of a bidding contest for the land Landon has been asked to obtain to build a homeless shelter.
Kendall has made a life for himself as an architect. Focusing on work has helped him fill the hole in his life that Landon left behind. Running into him is painful, but helps him realise some of the issues in his professional life need fixing.
Will Kendall be able to convince himself, and Landon, that they deserve a life together after all?
Reader Advisory: This book is the seventh in a series and, while it can be read on its own, it is best read in sequence.
General Release Date: 21st November 2011
Riverside, Texas
Thursday, June 6, 1991
"No!" The ragged scream tore into the mid-afternoon silence, brutally ending the peaceful quiet time just before the day’s chores were done.
Landon’s head jerked up, his eyes rising from the dusty ground he’d mindlessly been staring at as he was walking towards the very building that the pain-filled sound had come from. The barn they kept the horses in was just as ramshackle as most of the other buildings on their run-down farm, but it pretty much served its purpose most of the time.
Who was even in there right now? Most of the hands hadn’t returned from the fields yet, wouldn’t be expected back for at least another hour. Hell, he wasn’t supposed to be here, either. But the dress rehearsal for tomorrow’s graduation ceremony at Riverside High had gone so well, they’d all been sent home early.
Another scream, more muffled than the first one, spurred him into action. He ran the rest of the way, pushing the heavy wooden doors open with enough force to bruise his hands. It took his eyes a few seconds to adjust from the glaring sunshine to the half-dark of the barn’s interior. He scanned the mostly empty stalls, quickly walking past them towards the tack room, searching for anything out of order.
"Please. Please don’t." The voice sounded small and scared, and undeniably belonged to his younger brother, Greg.
"Shut up." Ray was five years older than Landon and nobody would call him soft. Or even nice. But the venom dripping from his short utterance just now was chilling.
Landon almost ran to the last stall, stumbling in his haste to reach Greg. He gripped the wooden separation for support, only vaguely noticing the splinters penetrating his skin. What he saw not only confirmed his suspicions from hearing the screams, but made the blood freeze in his veins.
Greg was curled up in the foetal position on the floor, straw sticking to his jeans and the T-shirt that had slipped up, exposing several bruises on his sides. His hands covered his head as Ray kicked him brutally in the back with the heavy cowboy boots their eldest brother preferred to wear.
"Stop it!" Landon stepped farther into the stall, attempting to get between Ray and Greg to stop this madness.
Greg whimpered.
Ray looked up, the anger in his eyes quickly giving way to shock.
"What are you doing here?" Ray staggered, supporting himself by placing a hand on the back wall when he reached it. "You...you’re not supposed to be back yet."
"I’m glad I returned earlier." Landon went on his knees to place a supporting hand on Greg’s head, not taking his eyes off Ray for a second. "What the hell is going on here?"
"Just a little much-needed discipline." Ray sneered at Greg’s cowering form. "Let the little shit here know that his easy days are over, now that you’re graduating and moving away. It’s about time he starts pulling his weight around here."
I'm a night owl who starts writing when everyone else in my time zone is asleep. I've loved reading all my life and spent most of my childhood with my nose buried in a book. Although I always wanted to be a writer, financial independence came first. Twenty-some years and a successful business career later I took some online writing classes and never looked back.
Living and working in seven countries has taught me that there's more than one way to get things done. It has instilled tremendous respect for the many different cultures, beliefs, attitudes and preferences that exist on our planet.
I like exploring those differences in my stories, most of which happen to be romances. My characters have a tendency to want to do their own thing, so I often have to rein them back in. The one thing we all agree on is the desire for a happy ending.
I currently live in the United Kingdom, sharing my house with a vast collection of books. I like reading, traveling, spending time with my nieces and listening to classical music. I have a passion for science and learning new languages.
Reviewed by Literary Nymphs
I liked Landon from the beginning. Ms. Yates gave him a personality that showed his concern and feeling of responsibility for his younger brother, putting his own desires on hold...a lot of emotions...pain,...
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Reviewed by Queer Magazine Online
As I began to read 'Convincing Landon' by Serena Yates, I was reminded of the Christmas movie classic, It's a Wonderful Life"...If you like angst, hot men, passionate sexual encounters, important life...
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