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Published By: eXtasy Books
Authors: Cheryl Headford, S.L. Danielson
Word Count: 114271
Estimated Publish Date: 12thJuly 2019
Series: Upstaged #4
Categories: Contemporary, Love Story, Gay, GLBT,
You think you’re holding someone close, but if you’re not paying attention, they could slip right out of your arms and fall.
Asher and Erik are getting married, but Asher isn’t happy about the pressure being put on him by their families and unwittingly by Erik himself. Issues that have plagued him for a long time come bubbling to the surface and threaten to overwhelm him. Although he cries out for help, no one hears; instead they write it off as Asher throwing a tantrum again. Only Angel sees the cracks, but it’s too much for him to handle on his own, although he tries.
The pressure builds, and even though there are breakouts, still no one sees the extent of the problem until the night before the wedding, when Asher is confronted by Erik in front of all their family and friends, and bolts.
Fortunately, Asher is rescued by Vince’s Uncle Tony, who makes him an offer he can’t refuse.
The Band heads off to London for a three-month tour, and not everyone is happy about it. Vince is stressed out and worried that Angel is not being entirely faithful. Should he say something? Then Connor meets an old friend, just when he starts having doubts about his relationship with Angel, and the fur starts to fly.
Will any of the couples survive?
“I don’t want to get rid of you,” Asher said, jerking his chin out of Erik’s hold and turning away. He was gazing at the sunset, but he didn’t really see it. “I just…” He sighed deeply. “This wedding is driving me crazy, Erik, and I don’t mean just frustrated crazy. It’s all been building up, and I’ve been…” No. He’d been about to tell Erik, to get everything out in the open. Should he have? Should he? If it blew them apart, maybe it was better it happened now. But the fact was he really wanted this. He desperately wanted to be Erik’s husband, to have someone to take care of and to take care of him. He needed it. And if he told him, if he told Erik the truth… Well, he didn’t think Erik would stick around. He had to manage it on his own. He had to find some way to push it all down again, bury it deep. It would be easier when the wedding was done. All he had to do was wait for the wedding. When it was finished, things would settle down again. They’d be okay. He’d be okay.
“It’ll all be over soon, I promise. By the end of the week we’ll be done with it all and get back to our lives, our house, and have fantastic memories. Things will calm down.” Erik took Asher’s hand. “Do you believe me at least a little bit? I’m not pulling your leg. This is not worth going batshit crazy over, okay? It’s a wedding. If I could, I’d marry you right here, right now, but I don’t have the ring with me.” He tried to garner a smile at least. “It’ll all be over soon, baby. I promise you.”
Over soon? I don’t think so. I don’t know if it will ever be over.“It’s not that I don’t believe you, Erik. Things will get better after the wedding. I know they will. But I don’t think you understand. The stress is making me crazy, really crazy. And after the wedding, there’s the tour with the band, which you know is going to catapult you right up there with all the craziness that’ll bring. Then there’s the exhibition. It’s the biggest thing I’ve ever done. It’s unbelievable, and yes, it’s exciting…yes, it’s career-making…yes, it’s going to make us enough money to get the house properly finished but… It’s all stress, Erik. There’ll always be stress, and I don’t know if I can—”
“I know it’s all stressful, I hate it too. I’ll be here for you every second, Asher, you know I will. We got through the shit in London, I know we can do this.” He kissed Asher’s hand. “You have a support system here, you know that. We need to lean on each other, not dig into each other, or your sister either. This makes me nuts, too, but I just think of the big picture. We will survive. Just…” He let out a sigh and looked out over the yard. “Just talk to me. Don’t shut me out. We can do this.”
Asher took a shaky breath. His hand shook as he moved the charcoal over the page absently. Maybe this was the time. Maybe he should stop shutting Erik out. “I want to. I really want to, Erik. It’s just—”
Footsteps made Erik look up and Asher followed suit.
S.L. Danielson began writing at the age of six. She knew it was her calling from the moment she put pen to paper. In her teens, she began writing alternative works, and the genre stuck. She also wove more elaborate tales and finally, in her college years, began to weave her new love of male romance into long novels.
She is classically trained in business, accounting, and education, holding both undergrad and graduate degrees. Her other hobbies include painting, gaming, and spending time with her husband and two cherished cats.
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Cheryl Headford was born into a poor mining family in the South Wales Valleys. Until she was sixteen, the toilet was at the bottom of the garden, and the bath hung on the wall. Her refrigerator was a stone slab in the pantry, and there was a black lead fireplace in the kitchen. They look lovely in a museum but aren’t so much fun to clean.
Cheryl has always been a storyteller. As a child, she’d make up stories for her nieces, nephews, and cousin, and they’d explore the imaginary worlds she created, in play.
Later in life, Cheryl became the storyteller for a re-enactment group who travelled widely, giving a taste of life in the Iron Age. As well as having an opportunity to run around hitting people with a sword, she had an opportunity to tell stories of all kinds, sometimes of her own making, to all kinds of people. The criticism was sometimes harsh, especially from the children, but the reward enormous.
It was here she began to appreciate the power of stories and the primal need to hear them. In ancient times, the wandering bard was the only source of news, and the storyteller, the heart of the village, keeping the lore and the magic alive. Although much of the magic has been lost, the stories still provide a link to the part of us that still wants to believe that it’s still there, somewhere.
In present times, Cheryl lives in a terraced house in the valleys with her son and two cats. Her daughter has deserted her for the big city, but they’re still close.
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