Fish Out of Water
Title: Fish Out of Water
Author: Amy Lane
Release Date: July 29, 2016
Genre: M/M Romance
Pages: 270 Pages
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
PI Jackson Rivers grew up on the mean streets of Del Paso Heights—and he doesn’t trust cops, even though he was one. When the man he thinks of as his brother is accused of killing a police officer in an obviously doctored crime, Jackson will move heaven and earth to keep Kaden and his family safe.
Defense attorney Ellery Cramer grew up with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth, but that hasn’t stopped him from crushing on street-smart, swaggering Jackson Rivers for the past six years. But when Jackson asks for his help defending Kaden Cameron, Ellery is out of his depth—and not just with guarded, prickly Jackson. Kaden wasn’t just framed, he was framed by crooked cops, and the conspiracy goes higher than Ellery dares reach—and deep into Jackson’s troubled past.
Both men are soon enmeshed in the mystery of who killed the cop in the minimart, and engaged in a race against time to clear Kaden’s name. But when the mystery is solved and the bullets stop flying, they’ll have to deal with their personal complications… and an attraction that’s spiraled out of control.
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Why We Like the Bad Boys
Do we remember him?
The guy in the leather jacket? Patrick Swayze from The Outsiders or Dirty Dancing? Tony from Grease? The guy who would get into a fight and then, still breathing hard and bleeding a little, show tenderness and humor toward someone he cared about?
Do we remember the first guy to scare us—just a little—and then show us there was nothing to be scared of? The guy who would fight off all enemies and fight to defend all friends?
A little rough, a little tumble, a little bit from the wrong side of the tracks.
Do we remember the first bad boy we loved? The one with the face like an angel and the heart of gold? The guy who fought like a warrior on the football field or the basketball court and then read poetry in front of his English class with a goofy smile on his face and a rip in the seat of his pants that he just did not give a shit about?
Do we remember our first Dean Winchester, the one who would break our hearts with a broken grin and a need for love just rolling off his body? A need he’d deny because he had a duty to his family that he just could not ignore? The James Dean of our dreams, so hurt inside just walking around in his skin was an act of valor?
Our first bad boy, the boy with the tarnished armor but the pure soul, the one we wanted to fix but weren’t sure we were strong enough to hold?
Television, movies, romance books—we have always been fascinated with the bad boy. In fact, he has his own literary archetype—the American Romantic hero—and he shows up with a little checklist.
Does your bad boy ignore the rules? Does he adhere to a strict moral code of his own making? Does he refuse to accept defeat or compromise his own ethics in order to achieve victory? Does he put people first and bureaucracy tenth? Does he—and this is the fun part—have difficulty with romantic relationships?
Oh yes—that right there is one of the most delicious qualities of the American Romantic hero. He sucks at romance! Oh, sure, if the game is sex as sport and all players know the rules, he’ll shimmy out of his worn 501’s damned quick! (He goes commando—we all knew this, right?)
But if his heart is involved, and the sex is important?
Oh no. That shit won’t play with our American Romantic hero. He’s tough as nails with the bad guys, with paper pushers, with ineffective or amoral hindrances to his almighty greater goal, but when it comes to his heart?
That’s a different story.
His heart is guarded, the sole resident in a fortress of solitude, the bare and terrified proof that the thing that drives our hero, the thing that makes him a relentless battler of evil or society or monsters or preppy guys who want to grab nice girls’ asses, started with a painful, bloody wounding of his damned vulnerable heart.
And that’s why we love him so.
Because he’s good. He’s the defender of the weak, the champion of the poor, the beleaguered victim’s last chance.
And he needs someone to guard his heart.
When I wrote Fish Out of Water, I wanted Jackson Rivers to be that guy.
He’s rough, he’s tumble, he fights at the drop of a hat.
But he fights for the right thing, and when it comes to guarding his heart? He needs someone as strong as he is to be his champion.
Ellery Cramer may seem a bit prissy, may seem a bit by-the-rules, but when it comes to Jackson’s vulnerable heart? He might just be the knight in pinstriped armor who can do the job right.
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Amy Lane dodges an EDJ, mothers four children, and writes the occasional book. She, her brood, and her beloved mate, Mack, live in a crumbling mortgage in Citrus Heights, California, which is riddled with spiders, cats, and more than its share of fancy and weirdness. Feel free to visit her at www.greenshill.com orwww.writerslane.blogspot.com, where she will ride the buzz of receiving your e-mail until her head swells and she can no longer leave the house.