Play it Safe: A Glasgow Lads Story
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Blurb: After living together for three months, Fergus Taylor and John Burns have come to love each other’s quirks, and the bond between them is starting to look permanent. But when John wants to take things to the next level, Fergus balks, haunted by the betrayals in his own past.
John knows if he’s not careful, he could lose Fergus. If only he weren’t so bad at being careful.
To overcome his fears, Fergus must embark on an epic journey, a journey that will test his faith, his trust, and his ability to keep a cool head in a hot, hot place.
A must-read for Glasgow Lads fans—and for new readers, a short ’n’ sweet intro to this hot new Scottish gay-romance series!
Note: Play It Safe features the heroes of Playing for Keeps, but like all Glasgow Lads books, it may be read as a stand-alone story.
Review: I've been waiting SO LONG for this book… at least a year (well it felt like that way even if it was only a few months LOL).
Awww, Liam and Rab, what can I say. I've been waiting for them, and I wasn't disappointed. If you are a fan of the Glasgow Lads series then you need to read this as soon as you can, and if you haven't read them before then see all my reviews and I promise you will love the stories!
In the shower, they didn’t speak. There seemed nothing to say, nothing even to think.
Robert kept his focus on this very moment, with Liam kissing him under the warm streams of water; and this moment, with Liam’s soapy hands slicking their way over his chest and abs; and this moment, with Liam’s fingers slipping up behind his neck, into his hair, thumbs brushing just under his ears, hands holding his face so gently, as if he were something precious.
He didn’t think about the past, not even what they’d just done in front of the mirror. He didn’t think about the future, not even what they were going to do in those beds. Robert knew if he let his thoughts come unstuck from Now, even for a split second, he’d remember how precarious the two of them were.
After they dried off—haltingly, between kisses—Liam looped his towel around Robert’s waist. “Now that I’ve got you clean,” he said, reaching back to open the bathroom door, “I mean to get you pure filthy.” He towed Robert out into the hotel room and guided him toward the near bed. “Lie on your stomach.”