Summer Spirit, A Ryan Kinkaid Mystery (Ryan Kinkaid Mysteries Book 1)
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Ryan Kinkaid, a successful gay Manhattan antique dealer has had it with life in New York City, especially his random love life. Ryan has what most New Yorkers want—his own successful business, and a mortgage-free brownstone on West 71st Street. However, at age forty-one, he discovers he is lacking one very important thing in his life . . . a meaningful and loving relationship. With summer just around the corner, the approaching heat and his restlessness convince him to escape from the city. A four-month rental in historic and picturesque Portsmouth, New Hampshire, with his best friend Lauren was the answer.
Once settled in a house built in 1810, Ryan encounters a kindred spirit in Nicholas, who reaches out for contact, and inspires Ryan to learn about the past. Nicholas is not the only one who seeks Ryan’s attention. Ty, a handsome local man, also harbors a strong desire for Ryan.
The past collides with the present in this tale of lost and betrayed love and irrational and undying prejudice.
In the end, all that’s left is the affirmation of the values of honesty and commitment in love.
dates. If you go in through the main entrance, about halfway down the road on the right is a large white obelisk headstone with a family name of Crane. The doctor, his wife, and Johnny,” again he paused, “are buried just off to the left side.” I could see Mr. Grimes was now eager to stop talking about the Walsh family, especially Nicholas. It had brought up painful memories long since dead, and I think Mr. Grimes and I realized this conversation had resulted in something neither of us expected.
tongues connected. He had beautiful long fingers, and when he slipped his hand down the back of my pants his index finger burrowed deep into the crack of my butt. My hands slid up inside his tee-shirt, and I felt the muscles of his back and broad shoulders. We made our way into the front living room where we quickly unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled items of clothing from each other like we were unwrapping Christmas presents. We slid and pulsated over each other, flesh on flesh, licking and
The lightning startled me for a moment.” He stroked my arms to comfort me, and I relaxed back down onto his chest. He wrapped me in his arms, and all I wanted to do was burrow into him. “What can I do for you?” he asked. “Nothing. Just hold me. You said you were here to protect me, and that’s all I want tonight.” I was scared for the first time. With my head resting on his shoulder, I eventually fell asleep on top of him. During the night I awoke, sometimes in a different position, but always
time, they don’t. So, if you do this, do not always count on his or her response to be the truth. The dealer wants to make a sale. The point is, I made some good buys. It was a Friday evening, and Lauren, Ty, and I were getting ready to have drinks on the back porch, waiting for Eric to come over after work. By now, the four of us had become good friends, and we spent a lot of time together. As Lauren and Ty were in the house preparing drinks and snacks, Brownie and I sat outside enjoying the
dropped his fork, saying, “Oh, yuck!” “I’m just kidding, Ty,” she said, taking a sip of coffee and giving me devilish eyes. After breakfast, I drove the four of us to South Street Cemetery where Lauren and I showed Ty and Eric the Walsh family graves. I had a need to prove something to them, if nothing else than to show them that Nicholas was in reality a dead man and not a living person Ty had to worry about. I drove us to the Portsmouth Library, where I was hoping to introduce them to Mr.