Calling His Bluff by B.A. Tortuga

Excerpt:

The sheets were drenched, the world a violent place filled with tremors and waves of

agony. Patrick twisted, trying to drive himself up, away from the sea of bites that covered his

skin. He groaned when skeletal hands reached up from the depths to pull him back down. No. He

wouldn’t go back.

“Bébé. Bébé, you are a fighter, aren’t you? So strong.” The voice was soft, melodic,

welcome. It had a lilt to it that pleased him, soothed him.

“Sing to me?” That voice could draw him up.

“Oh, bébé. I haven’t been asked that in a long, long time.”

“Please.” He couldn’t see the face that went with the voice but he knew it. Hot golden

brown eyes, a strong jaw, wicked mouth. Hair like a raven’s wing. It made promises of things

that were simply phantasms, but the sounds… Oh. The voice began to sing, a simple French

lullaby, but so sweet. His tortured brain held onto the song, the melody a salve.

The grasping, bony hands clawing at him withdrew, and a kinder, warmer pair of hands

began stroking his skin with a cool, wet cloth.

“It will be better soon, bébé. Mark my words.”

“They’re trying to drown me. I won’t let them.” Not when he could stay here. “Don’t

stop.”

“You are safe from drowning, mark my words.”

“Am I?” He laughed, but the sound was dry as dust.

“I swear to you, by all I hold holy.”

Patrick opened his eyes, relieved to see the face matched his memory, blurry as it was.

“You’re Mister Remy.”

“Very good.”

“I don’t feel well. I feel awful and guilty somehow.” He felt as if he’d gone and done

something wicked and evil.

“Guilt is not for men like us, bébé. Let it be gone and you will feel better.” Remy stroked

the cool cloth over his burning skin again.

“Is it so easy?”

“No, but then again, it doesn’t need to be difficult, either.” The cloth disappeared, and

Remy held a glass of water to his lips. “If you practice, it becomes easier.”

The cool water eased him, splashed deep in his belly. He breathed deep for the first time

since he’d awakened. “Better.”

“It is.”

The cloths were changed, the cool rags making him gasp. He clenched and unclenched

his hands, trying to adjust.

“I know, bébé. I went through just this before I left San Francisco. Unlike you, I did it to

myself, no?”

“Why? Why would you?”

“I was feeling guilt. You see? Totally useless emotion.”

“Indeed. Guilt is…” He had so many reasons for it—Henry, Caroline, his father’s eternal

disappointment.

“We’ll work on it together. After you heal.”

“Soon? How long can this linger?”

“Not long.” Remy smiled, one hand resting on Patrick’s chest. “Not as strong as you are.”

A tingle made his muscles twitch and he pulled away from the wicked thoughts the dark

hand on his chest drew forth.

“Did I hurt?” Remy asked, concern clear.

“No. No.” No, that was a comfort, down deeper than skin.

“Ah, good.” Remy began to hum again, that voice smoothing over every rough nerve.

The peace made him blink, made his eyelids heavy. All he did now was sleep and dream,

but he was so tired. Remy was there watching over him.

“Be at ease, bébé.”

“You help.” The words popped out, and he tried not to worry about saying them.

“Good. I want to, hmm?”

“Thank you.” He blinked again and again, but couldn’t focus, so he finally let his lashes

fall since they were so heavy.

“Easy. Easy, bébé. Breathe.”

“Stay with me.” He shouldn’t ask, but he did. He needed Remy with him.

 


Calling His Bluff
Club Raven
Book One
B.A. Tortuga
Genre: Gay paranormal romance
Publisher: All Romance eBooks
Date of Publication:  1/1/2017
ISBN: 978-1-945193-92-7
Word Count: 50000
Cover Artist: Erin Dameron Hill         
Book Description:
Patrick’s loss is Remy’s gain.
A Club Raven Novel
After his twin dies in battle, it’s Patrick Daniels’ duty to marry his brother’s fiancée. Too bad he can’t make himself do it, and in his distress, he manifests a psychic talent that’s stronger than the tornadoes in his native East Texas. Then a mysterious man from a place called Club Raven steps in and sweeps Patrick off to the booming East Coast city of Baltimore.
Club Raven veteran Remy Blanchard sees Patrick and knows, even though Patrick is very ill, that this is the challenge he’s been waiting for. He nurses Patrick back to health, and begins to teach Patrick to control his talent. His methods might be unconventional, and Patrick might be new to the kinds of sexual games Remy knows best, but the two of them find something in each other that might be just as magical as the gentleman’s club where they meet.
About the Author:
Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy’s Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds, getting tattooed, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she’s not doing that, she’s writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting, and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA’s personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.
Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the high desert and lives in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery menages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeon-holed by anyone but the voices in her head.
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