Blurb:
When Theo Samuels heads off to film on location in the
village of Stoneydale, he’s expecting drama to take place on camera, not off.
But when he meets gorgeous local lad, Eddie Henderson, he struggles to ignore
his attraction. A relationship between the two of them would be utterly
impractical, yet they’re drawn together nonetheless. Can they overcome the
seemingly endless hurdles between them? Or is their fling destined to remain as
just that?
Note: Love on Location
has been previously released as part of the Brit Boys: On Boys boxed set.
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*****
Excerpt:
Theodore Albert Samuels strode through Stoneydale Hall,
barely giving the opulent furnishings, the priceless art or the stunning
architecture a second glance. It belonged to him, after all. It was all his,
his birthright, his inheritance.
He stopped suddenly. “Damn,” he muttered under his breath,
hoping none of the film crew were taking any notice of him. Looking over, it
appeared they were still absorbed in figuring out lighting, props and where the
actors should stand to get the best shots. Good—he wasn’t due to have a camera
pointed at him for another two days; plenty of time to get his head around his
role. And it was imperative he did—it was his biggest and highest profile part
to date. If he got this right, it could truly launch his career. Maybe even
into Oscar-winning territory.
Taking several deep breaths, he pulled himself up to his
full height of 6ft 4” and adopted a haughty, disinterested manner—channelling
Mr Darcy, perhaps? Either the one from Pride and Prejudice or Bridget Jones’
Diary would do.
I am William Arthur Stoneydale. And this property is mine.
They’d pretty much been given the run of the house—the real
owners having gone to the south of France for the summer—so Theo continued
marching around, upstairs and down, pulling in everything he could from his
surroundings to make him truly feel like lord of the manor.
Sighing, he ran a hand through his mop of black curls and
headed out into the gardens. They were beautiful; all manicured lawns,
parterres, rose gardens, arches and perfectly placed shrubs. Despite the
perfection, Theo felt more comfortable here—probably because he’d always been
an outdoorsy sort, ever since he was a child. Only the strict yet loving
influences of his parents had coaxed him inside to do his homework, study for
his exams and eventually land himself a place at The Royal Academy of Dramatic
Art, better known as RADA.
The latter had been completely his choice—his mother and
father had only wanted him to work hard and do his best. His career options had
not been chosen by them, only supported.
Slumping onto a bench, Theo reminded himself of his parents’
wholehearted support and belief. That, and the fact he’d graduated from RADA
with a first. Following that, he’d gone from strength to strength.
“Come on, Theo,” he muttered to himself. “You can do this.
It’s just another role. A role you can play. Can be.”
His solo pep talk was interrupted by the sound of footsteps
crunching on gravel. Then, from behind a line of expertly done topiary appeared
a young man, perhaps a few years Theo’s junior.
“Oh,” the other man said, slowing as he spotted Theo,
“sorry. Didn’t know anyone would be out here. You’re not filming, are you?” He
looked around for cameras. “I was told it wouldn’t be for a few days, give me
time to finish—”
Theo cut him off. “Relax, mate, there’s no filming today.
Not anywhere. The crew are still setting things up.”
The other man heaved a sigh of relief. “Oh, that’s all right
then. Gave me a fright, that did. I need to make sure everything’s spot on in
the gardens before they get rolling. So, what’s the star of the show doing out
here by himself, anyway?”
Theo gave a wry grin. “Oh, I don’t know about star.”
The man made a scoffing sound. Then, “That’s not what I’ve
heard. I’m Eddie, by the way. Eddie Henderson.”
Theo took the hand that was offered, and shook it. “Theodore
Samuels. Theo. Nice to meet you.”
“You too. So, you never answered my question. Everything all
right?”
“Yeah, I suppose,” Theo said with a shrug. “Just nerves, I
think. I’m struggling to get into the right mindset for this character. But
I’ve got a couple of days—so I won’t panic just yet. Actually,” he paused as a
bright idea illuminated his brain, “could I ask you something?”
Eddie took a seat beside Theo on the bench, and it was only
when they were up close and personal that he realised just how handsome the
younger man was. He had a lightly-muscled build, ginger hair, a riot of
freckles on his face and forearms, blue-green eyes and a slight gap between his
two front teeth. Cute and sexy all at once. Christ, he’s going to be trouble.
*****
Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance
novels Stately Pleasures (named in
the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never
Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller) and Eyes
Wide Open (an Amazon bestseller). Including
novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She
owns Erotica For All, is book editor
for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about
her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk,
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