Whiskey Neat

Anyone who spends time with me knows two things. One: If I want something, I get it, which is how I end up back in my old college haunts, buying a dilapidated bar with my five best friends and staring down the barrel of an unknown future. Two: The idea of settling down makes my skin crawl, and that's how I made it to forty with zero serious relationships in the rearview mirror. At least I'm smart enough to hire the right people. Enter Salem Barlowe, the prettiest twink who ever twinked and my personal kryptonite. Physically, he's everything I like, but our personalities couldn't be more at odds. I didn't want to like him with all his sass and acting like he runs the place, but someone tell that to my... Uh, you get what I'm saying. As if my hands aren't full enough figuring out how to run the town's only gay bar, my nights are filled with a man younger than me, bossier than me, and definitely prettier than me. Like a finely aged whiskey, Salem should be enjoyed slowly, savoring every complex note. We just have to keep it casual. No problem. I can do casual with my eyes closed. Whiskey Neat is book one in Last Call, a contemporary series set in the New Onyx universe. You can expect the antics and bond of six long time friends, the shenanigans happening at a quirky gay bar, a commitment phobe with a penchant for sweet guys, a bossy twink with mad top energy who doesn't have a sweet bone in his body (or does he?), the eternal f*ckboi who has finally met his match, you can come home again vibes, midlife glow ups, an easter egg or two, and plenty of steam. At Moby's Bar, there aren't any rogue white whales to harpoon, but they are serving up plenty of d… Drinks, folks. Come on. Includes Lights Out, a Last Call prequel novella.