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Secret Service an M/M Romance by Tal Bauer ➱ New Release Tour with Giveaway

 



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SECRET SERVICE

by Tal Bauer

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Release Date: June 18, 2022

Cover Design: Angela Haddon Book Cover Design

Genre: M/M Romance
Trope: Bi-awakening, romantic suspense, forbidden love, secret relationship


Synopsis

A passionate, thrilling, and addictive standalone MM romance.

President Brennan Walker captivated me from the moment I walked into his Oval Office.

He’s a mystery I’m determined to unlock. I don't know what's hiding inside Brennan's gaze when he looks my way, or why black lightning keeps crashing between us. He’s a storm at midnight, a dark moon rising, trouble on the horizon.

I’m on the verge of sliding into discoveries and truths that maybe I’m not ready for.

I've never been with a man, but now? I'm dreaming about his bleu clair eyes and wondering what it would feel like if his lips touched mine. There’s something here, something between us, like the oxygen we’re breathing is igniting before each inhale.

But he’s the president. I'm his Secret Service agent. He’s the job.

He's forbidden.

If we cross this line, Brennan could lose everything.

I know I have to walk away.

But I can't.

How much are we willing to risk?

And how badly will this go up in flames?



Secret Service is a standalone MM romance, full to the brim with passion, suspense, and forbidden pleasures. Fall in love with Special Agent Reese Theriot and President Brennan Walker... and hold on tight for the ride of your life.


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Excerpt

Brennan Walker had my heart in his hands from the moment I first walked into his Oval Office. There is a key to a part of my soul I never knew existed, and he holds that key inside himself.

Didn’t matter that I’d never been with a man. Didn’t matter that I had never craved a man. Had never once thought about muscles moving beneath sweat-slick skin, about the scrape of stubble against my inner thigh, about the taste of a furred chest against my lips.

A lit match scorched each of my nerve endings when I shook hands with President Walker a year ago. His acetylene-blue eyes locked onto mine, and I was undone.

What I remember most from the day we met is the buzz in my brain, like neon lights short-circuiting when you step into a dive bar. The way time stood still, like film catching and quivering on the reel, unable to move forward. How something ripped open inside me.

There are people who should not come together in this world. Reality quakes too strongly beneath the force of their love.

I am no one. I am no titan, no giant walking this planet, but if my love for this man was ever tested—if ever the world tried to take him from me—I would rip the sky from the edges of this earth.

This love I feel terrifies me, and it’s terrified me from the moment our gazes first locked, when the distance between our souls seemed like an impossible, unknowable divide. Human beings are not meant to carry nuclear reactors within their hearts.

We didn’t meet that day so much as collide. Crashed. Set our futures and our presents and every muscle fiber of our hearts on fire.

Here we are, colliding again.

He backs me down the hallway from the Oval to his private study. We’re kissing like nothing in the world can stop us. My ass hits the desk edge, and he swipes the surface clean of his folders and binders. Policy briefs and the Top Secret pouch tumble to the floor. He guides me down, moaning into my mouth as my hands sink into his hair, our lips locked.

Only our clothes separate us, and if I could, I’d rip them away. Feel his chest against mine, bare skin to bare skin.

He’s the first man who ever kissed me. The first who buried his face in the back of my neck and sighed my name like a prayer.

He’s the first man who dropped to his knees in front of me.

Brennan cups my face as our kiss deepens. My hands dig into the solidity of his shoulders, hard enough to bruise. I’ve clung to them, sunk my teeth into them, buried my shouts in their broad expanse. The weight of the world rests on those shoulders, yet he’s made room for me, too.

My thighs grip his hips, dragging him to me, until we’re pressed so close it’s nearly painful. His hands sweep down my sides, but he runs into my holster. His touch skirts my pistol and lands at my waist, and if we had ten more seconds, we’d be undoing each other’s belts.

But we don’t have ten seconds. What we both want, we can’t have—not now.

That weapon and everything it represents is in the way.

My internal clock fires, a talent I’ve cultivated through years of standing watches in this White House. “Four minutes are up,” I breathe. “Time to go, mon cher.”

Brennan rests his forehead against mine, our lips still touching. This is a caress now instead of a kiss, a connection we need like we need to breathe. He steps back, but I blink up at the overhead lights as I count down my pulse.

We need these seconds to pack this away, come back to our cold, hard reality.

We should never have met, because there’s nothing I won’t do for Brennan, and that kind of love—burn the world down, fly the black flag, you are my forever for always—is too dangerous.

We are dangerous together.

If I stop to really think about what I’m doing, my carefully constructed justifications and excuses and rationalizations will collapse. I’ve bargained and compromised and made deals with the devil, all so I can taste this man’s kiss and feel his skin against my own.

Our stolen minutes are up.

On the ground, thrown down when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other, is the classified pouch, the Top-Secret, Presidential-Eyes-Only one. It’s the reason we’re here, burning these four minutes as my most trusted team of agents puts the final pieces together for one of the greatest presidential subterfuges of all time. Brennan and I have broken every rule, but not once—not once—have I let a sliver of risk through my shield that surrounds the president. He’s not just the job. He’s everything.

Which is why I hate tonight’s mission more than I’ve hated any other. It claws at me, chews through my thoughts until I want to scrape my flesh from my bones.

But more than that, I hate that whatever is happening, it has Brennan running raw. He’s ragged. Fracturing. His kiss tastes like desperation, and his hands are trembling as they cling to me.

Why the hell does CIA Director Liu need to talk to President Walker off-site, in the middle of the night? Away from everybody, and so far off the books we’re operating in illegal margins?

Whatever the reason, this meeting is so classified that no one in Brennan’s administration can know it’s happening. I’m the closest person on the planet to Brennan, and he hasn’t even told me what’s going on.

Brennan is going to Langley in an SUV that will run dark. I don’t want him going anywhere without my impenetrable layers of security, but that kind of protection draws attention, and right now, he needs to go as unnoticed as possible.

Usually, presidential motorcades are half a mile long, flanked on each end with motorcycle patrols blocking traffic. There are pacer cars, dummy limos, the Counter Assault Team, an ambulance, the comms wagon, electronic countermeasures sweeping the airwaves, a helicopter overwatch, and, of course, my army of agents.

Tonight, there will be none of that.



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About the Author

Tal Bauer writes breathtaking, heartfelt, and often action-packed gay romance novels. His characters are head over heels for each other, and fight against all odds for their happy ending.Nothing stands in the way of love.

Tal is best known for his romantic suspense novels, including The Murder Between Us and The Grave Between Us. He has also written You & Me, The Jock and The Quarterback, along with the Big Bend Texas Rangers series.


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