Long and Short Reviews welcomes Sean Michael who is visiting with us today to celebrate the re-release of Personal Best 2.
Thank you to Long and Short Reviews for hosting me today!
Top Five lists are actually difficult for me, because I hate choosing favorites. It is easier if there’s a smaller pool of things to choose from, and Thanksgiving is coming up, so I thought I would do my favorite holiday dishes. I have spent many a Thanksgiving in the US with my best friends, so I am familiar with the traditional foods.
5. Chex Mix. This is yummy before during and after Thanksgiving as a snack.
4. Biscuits. Who doesn’t love a biscuit?
3. Cranberry salad. This is a dessert – I first had it at my best friends a long time ago and it has become a favorite for not just me, but my entire family, from the spouse and kids, to the inlaws.
2. Brussel Sprouts. Guh. I love them however you cook them, but deep fried with parmesan on them or fried with bacon are my favorite ways to eat them.
1. Devilled eggs. I love these silly things and for some reason only ever have them as a part of pre-thanksgiving dinner munchies. I really ought to simply make them whenever I get the urge for them.
You’ll notice that turkey is not on that list. I’m not a huge fan of turkey. I like it in a sandwich as leftovers and I’m happy to have some on Thanksgiving, but it certainly isn’t the star of the table for me.
Sean Michael
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Swimmer Mike Gauliet is moving up in the elite ranks of the American swim team, despite his repetitive stress injuries. He’s hiding his pain from coach Jessy Turner, not wanting to give in to it or let his coach and lover down, and by the time he gets treatment, it’s almost too late.
Jessy helps Mike heal, both in an out of the bedroom, and their need for each other grows as quickly as Mike’s career. They’re scorching hot and ready to go to the top competitions when another injury forces Mike to the sidelines. Jessy thinks this one is no accident, and Mike has to work hard to recover the lost ground.
Mike needs a break from the nonstop stress of training, so they move to the coast so Mike can recuperate once again. But their struggles don’t end with getting him back in competition form, and they can’t truly call it a victory unless they can find the balance between their romantic relationship and Mike grabbing the success he’s earned.
Enjoy an Excerpt
Stroke, stroke, stroke, turn. Lap.
Mike was beginning to feel the burn, muscles getting tired, the wall getting farther and farther.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, turn. Lap.
One week until they had another meet. Then a month to training camp. Fuck. That was playing with the big boys.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, turn. Lap.
Fuck, he’d lost count. How many had he done? How many were left? Fuck.
Fuck.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, turn. Lap.
A long body sliced through the water and paced him.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, turn. Lap.
Shit, he must have gone over.
Damn it. That meant he went until Coach said stop.
Fuck a duck.
He was supposed to meet the guys for a movie tonight too.
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Coach kept moving with him, close enough he could feel the heat of that body in the water next to him.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, turn. Lap.
His heart was pounding, strokes slowing, his arms so heavy.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, turn. Lap.
They did three more, each one harder than the last.
He was shaking by the end, breathing hard, holding on to the wall.
“Sorry, Coach.”
Jessy’s strong body surrounded him, hands next to his on the wall. “Stubborn fool.”
He leaned into those arms, panting. “Who? Me?”
“No, the other guy who damn near drowned out here.” That voice was gruff, angry. Worried.
“Wasn’t gonna drown.” He could swim in his sleep.
“No?” Coach grabbed his hands and yanked him off the wall, and swam back into the middle of the pool with him before letting him go. “Then give me another five.”
He growled, “Could have at least let me have the wall, asshole.”
Then he gritted his teeth and swam, forcing his body to fucking do it. Coach kept pace with him again, never leaving his fucking side. Just waiting for him to screw up. Well, he wasn’t going to. Damn it. He could go four more laps.
Prick.
Asshole.
Bastard.
When Mike made the last lap, Coach got out and pulled him out of the water to lie on the deck. “You stupid fool! If I tossed you back in and told you to give me ten more, you would! Start listening to your fucking body instead of just pushing it all the damned time.” Coach started pacing, muttering to himself.
Mike lay there, panting, waiting for the tremors to stop, his heart to slow.
Coach finally stopped pacing and hauled him up over one shoulder, carrying him into the weight room, and put him down on the matted table to work his muscles with those big hands. “One of these days that stubborn pride is going to get you hurt.”
“Either that or win me a race.” Oh, God, that felt good. So good.
“Pardon me, but I don’t believe you were fucking racing anyone out there today.”
“No. No, I wasn’t. I lost count. I’m sorry, Coach.”
About the Author: Best-selling author Sean Michael is a maple leaf–loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.
Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.
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