Overtime by V.L. Locey Release Blast, Excerpt & Giveaway!

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(Cayuga Cougars 04)

V.L. Locey

Sander March is one season away from the pros, or so everyone tells him.

If only Sander had as much faith in his ability as the Cougar coaching staff does. Outwardly, he’s cocksure, borderline bitter, and slightly sarcastic. All that strut and sass hides a wounded soul though. Working to hide a brutal past filled with humiliation, abuse, and a family member who still haunts him, Sander has never found the kind of comfort and understanding he so desperately needs. Until he meets Mateo Castillo, a minor league baseball player for the nearby Elmira Egrets. Mateo and Sander click instantly, and a budding friendship develops between the two athletes.

Mateo then introduces Sander to his boyfriend, Noah Coombs, an aspiring manga comic creator. The three men find themselves bonding strongly, and that slowly gives way to sexual attraction. Eventually, Mateo and Noah invite Sander into their relationship. The path to happiness isn’t going to be easy for Sander as he faces criticism from his friends, teammates, and the press for his choices. The brash young star can handle all that, it’s when his abuser shows up in Cayuga that Sander fears not only for his own safety, but for the lives of the two men he has grown to love. Will Sander’s past tear him away from Mateo and Noah, or will he be able to leave the darkness behind?

Warning – This story has disturbing subject matter.


NEW YEAR’S Eve in a new town sucks.

There’s not one thing about being alone at the bar, watching straight couples kissing as confetti, balloons, and streamers drop down on them, that’s fun. Actually, it’s the exact opposite of fun. It’s torture. I picked up my beer, an icy cold Miller High Life, pondering on how the label didn’t accurately describe my existence. High life. Not even close. I swilled a mouthful of hops and barley around then swallowed, a flash of gold appearing in my periphery.

Older woman, late 40’s, thin, pretty, in a sparkling gold dress. Her hair was glittery gold and wound up on her head, and her eyes were dark and moving over me hungrily.

“What’s a sweet thing like you doing sitting all alone on New Year’s Eve?” She leaned in close, her perfume musky and her breast brushing my arm.

“Enjoying the ambiance,” I replied, my beer bottle resting on my bottom lip.

“Did your date dump you?” She’d been into the champagne. Her words were slightly slurred, and her breast was getting really friendly with my bicep.

“I came stag.”

“And no one picked you up? Stupid women don’t know a fine young stud when they see one.” Her hand dropped to my thigh. I emptied my beer as she massaged my leg then swiveled around on the stool to face her, taking her clammy hand in mine before she managed to grab hold of my dick.

“I’m thinking this isn’t really my kind of club.” I held her hand between mine. “Want to come with me to Vespers?”

She giggled. It really didn’t suit her age. “Is that a kink club of some sort?”

I leaned in real close, her hand still held in mine. “It’s a gay club.”

She pulled back and yanked her hand free as if she’d been holding the hand of a leper.

“What a damn waste,” she huffed and staggered back into the throng of straights.

It had been stupid to come here. I should have just gone to a gay bar but shit, sitting there watching gay couples ringing in another year would have been twice as depressing. Knowing it was time to call it a night, I pulled on my coat, tossed a ten to the bartender, and stepped out into cold so fierce it made my face hurt. Winter in Cayuga. What a blast. I missed the gentle winters of the Carolinas. I really missed the heat of Birmingham, where I’d played before coming north.

You’d think a guy who spent four years in Manitoba playing college hockey would be better acclimated to the cold. Totally not and never would be. My older sister, Kimmy, was the same. When she’d moved from Chapel Hill, where we’d grown up, to Ohio, the winters about killed her. Her daughter Charlie loved the cold, but she was ten. All ten-year-olds love the snow. Thinking of my sister and niece made me smile. Probably should have thought of them earlier.

I jogged to my car parked around back, hands in my front pockets, shoulders up over my ears. There was a little bit of residual heat left inside my new Toyota RAV 4. I’d traded my sleek little Miata in after the first snow storm had blasted into Cayuga. Lesson learned. Always own something that has four-wheel drive and invest in snow chains. I cranked the engine over, sat back, and waited for some heat to eke out of the vents. The stereo came on, Halsey telling everyone that she was bad at love.

Her and me both. Way too many mistakes made in the past, looking for happiness with men who couldn’t give it to me. And none of the fault of those failed relationships was on the men I’d left. Nope. The fuck-ups were all on me. I probably had one of the best men to draw breath in my life for years. In the end, even Dan Arou wasn’t enough. He loved me, and I cared about him, but something was lacking. Thing was, after I left Dan, and all the others that had followed in the years since college, I’d not discovered what that something all my romances lacked was.

Sitting in a parking lot on New Year’s Eve rehashing all my past failures in love. Great way to ring in the year. I could go home, but I wasn’t tired and staring at the walls only made me edgy. I could go to the Cougar’s party at McGarrity’s house, but no one wanted me there. Sure, Dan had passed along the invitation because that’s how Dan Arou is, but trust me, I was a persona non-grata at that party. Victor would be there as he and Mario were close, and there was this fat icy wall between Kalinski and me that no white walker could get through, ice dragon under his cold ass or not.

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Cayuga Cougars Series

Snap Shot (Book 01) (MF story)

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Open Net (Book 02)

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Coach’s Challenge (Book 03)

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About V.L. Locey

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V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, Dr. Who, Torchwood, walking, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, two Jersey steers and a flock of assorted domestic fowl.

When not writing lusty tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand.

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