Fight For You
Beyond The Cove Series, Book 4
M/M/M Romance, Menage
Release Date: 04.26.20
Is this a love worth fighting for?
One man is haunted by a past he can’t outrun.
One man is branded by a legacy he can’t hide.
One man is burdened by a guilt he can’t deny.
The usually peaceful town of Riverside Falls has had its very core shaken by traumatic events. Three men find themselves at the center of it all, thrown together by circumstances beyond their control.
Sawyer Levy came to Riverside Falls four years ago to escape from…well…life, but when he finds himself in need of care, he’s forced to trust not one but two men for the first time in years.
Grant Belford is riddled with shame in the tragic aftermath of incidents he didn’t see coming, blaming himself for the terror that rocked his town over the last few months.
Captain Mason Lockley is struggling with the recent events that have shaken up the quiet town of Riverside Falls, tormented by one thought, over and over again: Did he miss the signs because of jealousy?
Having no choice but to lean on each other, the three men suffering with their own demons aren’t expecting to have such an undeniable connection—or to fall so hard. It’s a love they don’t understand, but will they realize it’s worth fighting for?
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Sawyer watched Grant’s hasty exit in complete bewilderment. He didn’t think it was just his imagination that Grant had been acting weird, but it didn’t help that his energy was fading quickly, and his mind was getting foggy. Mason approached the bed slowly, his attention moving from the door Grant had just fled through to Sawyer.
The look on the man’s face was an odd mix of frustration and longing. “What the hell was that all about?” Sawyer asked.
Mason huffed and slumped down in the chair next to the bed. Dark circles marred the skin under his blue, fatigued eyes. It had been a while since Sawyer had studied the features of a man, yet he found himself memorizing the golden hints in Mason’s perfectly styled, dark blond hair. In usual form, there wasn’t a strand out of place. A few days’ growth covered the bottom half of his face, surrounding a plump mouth that Sawyer had purposely ignored in the past. His sudden fascination with it burst like a bubble in mid-air when that mouth said, “He’s been here…every day…in this chair. Did you know that?”
Grant had? “Seriously?”
“He’s barely left your side since the day you were brought in. Hell, he told the staff you were family so they would tell us what condition you were in.” Mason sat with his arms crossed and a hard tick to his jaw. Why did Sawyer feel like the cop was interrogating him?
“I don’t get it; he hates me.” Lord knows, Sawyer had tried to hate Grant back, but there was something about the broody man that got under his skin. Something he didn’t want to acknowledge let alone feel at all. He’d ignored Grant for the past four years as much as he’d ignored his reaction to the man sitting in front of him.
Mason shifted his eyes toward the doorway Grant had just fled through. “Wish I could say I understood any of the decisions that man makes.” He set pensive eyes back on Sawyer, and for a split second, Sawyer felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. “Would’ve made the last ten years a lot fucking easier.”
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