Monday, September 12, 2016

Blogtour: Say It Right by A.M. Arthur


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Title: Say It Right 
Author: A M Arthur 
Series: All Saints #2 Can be read as a standalone 
Release Date: September 12th 2016 
Genre: Contemporary MM Romance





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After his parents kicked him out for being gay, Marc Villegas lived on the streets before getting a second chance. Now he's giving back by working at a shelter for LGBT teenagers—because helping fight their demons keeps his own at bay. Including his infatuation with the former best friend he's sure is straight.
Anthony Romano hasn't seen Marc since Marc left home eight years ago. In his confidant's absence, Anthony turned to heroin. Now at rock bottom, he has an offer from Marc to help him get clean. Detox is hard and ugly, but not as hard as admitting the truth: he's in love with Marc. Always has been.
Marc swore he'd never date an addict, but he never dreamed the one in question would be the man he's always wanted to be with. As the two explore their feelings for each other, Marc faces a difficult choice. Say yes, and it could cost him his sobriety; say no, and it could cost him his heart.





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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT

Marc had loved the chocolate banana nut muffin the last time he ordered it, so he wasn’t entirely sure why he barely tasted it today, at least after the first few bites. Maybe it was the stress of Jai’s disappearance. Maybe it was the way Anthony had bristled and postured in front of Ezra, seemingly without realizing he was doing it. The alpha act was hella hot, and it was doing crazy things to Marc’s insides.
Sure, Anthony had been a protective best friend when they were kids, but this was different. This Anthony was older, with a lot more street experience, and he saw threats from more than just school bullies and abusive dads. He saw a threat in another gay guy being friendly with Marc.
Hella hot, and hella confusing. Marc was still getting used to the Anthony who loved him in a romantic way. An Anthony who was maybe gay, maybe bi, but all of whose actions in the past two weeks reinforced what he’d said about loving Marc. He endured house arrest almost twenty-four seven. He exercised, smoked cigs, fiended on hard candy and did everything possible to curb cravings for dope.
Marc wanted so badly to believe that Anthony’s recovery would stick—for both of their sakes.
“I usually face the door, too,” Anthony said. “Guess I was pretending to be a normal person for a while.”
“Fuck normal. All you gotta be is you, Tone. A clean, sober you.”
“I’m trying.”
“Yeah, you are.” Marc flexed his fingers, fighting the urge to grab Anthony’s hand—a need for touch he wasn’t used to. “One day at a time.”
“And then what?” Anthony glanced around, then hunched over a little. “Are you ever gonna want me? This me? Or is all this help just fucking pity?”
“I don’t pity you.” He wanted to punch Anthony in the mouth for even suggesting he was doing any of this out of pity. “I’ve been you, you asshole. I know where you are, and I know it never goes away. I also know it gets better.”
“At least you got a purpose, man. All I have to think about every day is not getting high. You got your shelter, you got your friends.” Anthony poked at his muffin. “I need something besides hanging around your house all day.”
“I know. We’ll find you a job.”
He snorted hard. “Hah. I’m a thief and a liar. I’m a drug addict. Who the fuck’s gonna hire me?”
This time Marc did squeeze Anthony’s wrist, and he felt that heat all the way down to his balls. Heat he ignored. Anthony stared at the place they connected, then looked up. The unfamiliar emotions burning in his eyes made Marc’s heart flip.
“We’ll find something,” Marc said.
“You gotta give me something else.” He swallowed hard. “Are you ever gonna want me?”

A semi-crowded coffee shop wasn’t the place for this particular conversation, but the fear in Anthony’s eyes kept Marc from blowing off the question. He did want Anthony. Wanted him so badly he frequently woke up in the middle of the night with spunk in his shorts and the vague remnants of sexy dreams starring Anthony still lingering in his subconscious. And it wasn’t from being horny or needing to get laid. It was Anthony. The boy he’d loved for a long time, knowing that boy loved him back, and wanting to know what it felt like to kiss him.
Except recovery. It was too important. Anthony needed to want to stay clean for himself, not for Marc.
“I do want you,” Marc whispered. Their heads were so close together he felt Anthony’s breath on his cheek. “I do, Tone, but not yet. You need both feet on solid ground first. You need time and a job and a social life. Normalcy.”
“You’re what’s normal to me. My life without you was a waking nightmare. Everything was off balance and wrong. You’re right, Marcos. You and me. We always have been.”

Marc’s heart swelled with the force of Anthony’s words, and he nearly reached over and kissed him. Only his firm grip on reality kept him from moving. Addiction was part of both of their realities; neither of them could afford a relapse. “Six months.”




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About the Author:


am-arthur-picNo stranger to the writing world, A.M. Arthur has been creating stories in her head since she was a child and scribbling them down nearly as long. She credits an early fascination with male friendships and "bromance" (and "The Young Riders") with her later discovery of and subsequent affair with m/m romance stories. When not writing, she can be found in her kitchen, pretending she's an amateur chef and trying to not poison herself or others with her cuisine experiments. You can contact her at AM_Arthur(at)yahoo(dot)com.








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