Jan Irving Writes:Jesse

Jesse

When Jesse Coulter roars up on a Harley one dusty afternoon back into ranch foreman Kyle Jacob's life, Kyle is confronted with everything forbidden he has wanted for years. Jesse is twenty years old, with a ruff of dark hair and blue eyes that remind Kyle of the heart of a lit gasoline flame yet Kyle can't let himself touch Jesse because not only is he too young, he's the brother of Kyle's lost lover.

An abusive, indifferent, and absent father have matured Jesse well beyond his twenty years. His love and loyalty to his family is intense. Jesse’s return to the ranch will provide David with a stable home, but also affords Jesse the opportunity to act on his love for the much older Kyle--Kathy at Blackraven's Reviews

Love unconventional… That pretty much describes the bond shared by Jesse Coulter and Kyle Jacob. A bond that became apparent when Kyle was Mac’s, Jesse’s deceased brothers, lover. It’s been three years since he’s seen Jesse. No longer is he a boy, but a Harley riding man who knows his own mind. His mission is simple. He has come to claim the man who owns his heart--Scandalous Minx, Literary Nymphs.

I loved that Kyle was able to commit completely, especially when others find out about them, rather than hiding. The men have more than themselves to worry about, however, as Jesse is responsible for a younger brother, David, who just screams for a story of his own. Things are not all sunshine and flowers, as some problems do arise through out the story, but like all her books, "Jesse" will keep you glued to the pages waiting to see what will happen next--Lydia at Rainbow Reviews.

Excerpt from Jesse:

Kyle Jacobs let the paper from his take out fortune cookie flutter to the floor of his bedroom. Next full moon brings an enchanting evening, it read. Yeah right.

He scrubbed shaking fingers over his sweaty face, his hands rasping against his night beard. He was nude, standing in the moonlight, looking out of his window…aching.

He inhaled deeply, wrapping his arms around himself since no one could see him take that comfort. He did not want to put a name to the young man he wished was here, the man he’d started dreaming about only the year before. It was weird… He hadn’t seen him in three years. He could be anywhere.

Be safe, Jesse.

Tall, but too thin, with blue eyes that burned and skin that smelled like fresh denim on the line.

Grunting in disgust at himself, he thrust open a window and let in the late summer air, feeling the sweet coolness against his heated skin, catching the scent of earth and fresh hay.

It would take a while for his heart to settle down.

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Jesse Coulter sipped a beer in the roadhouse off Highway 12. He had been sleeping in his motel room but then the dream woke him, so intense, so he could almost taste Kyle. He’d seduced him in the dream, kissing him until he stopped protesting that he was too old for Jess, that he belonged to another man. Kissed him, left impassioned beard burn marks under his T-shirt where his skin wasn’t tan as Jesse licked and savored his way down the tall, rangy body until he opened his belt, pulled down his jeans and knelt at the older man’s feet while Kyle gave a hoarse cry and his hands clenched in Jesse’s hair.

You want me, Jesse had whispered in the dream.

He wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He’d tried to forget Kyle. Back when he’d been younger and Kyle had belonged to his older brother Mac he’d been so confused and ashamed of his desire; he’d had a feeling Kyle had picked up on it, but he’d been sensitive, which was his way, so he’d never said anything about it.

Jesse had tried to lose this need, this unending want, in other men, in hot encounters. Yet even after three years, he could never sleep with anyone, his body absurdly acting like it was claimed. Only lately the dreams were getting more intense, as if they were calling him home, calling him back to the man he knew would never want to touch him.

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