JUST THIS ONCE

Men of Porth Luck – Book One

by Garrett Leigh

Dual Cover & Excerpt Reveal

Release Date: October 2, 2025

Model & Discreet Cover Design:






Garrett Leigh @ Black Jazz Design



Photographer:



Wander Aguiar Photography

Model: Ben B.

Genre: M/M Romance Standalone

Tropes: Hook up to lovers, forced proximity, hate to love you, tattooed heroes, roommates, military, medical, found family, hurt/comfort, angst

Synopsis

Love hurts. Love heals. Love stays.

The Men of Porth Luck series is a steamy, gritty, and emotional MM small-town romance collection chock full of angst, deep connections, and healing soulmate love.

Just This Once – Men Of Porth Luck, #1

A broken soldier. A guarded nurse. A love that shouldn’t happen—and yet…

“Of course it f**king does.”

Mal’s just passing through. Skylar’s the small-town nurse who fixes everyone but himself. Mal swears he won’t fall, but Sky’s smile hides shadows he can’t ignore.

Those pewter-grey eyes.

That sun-kissed hair.

That ink.

We’re a mistake waiting to happen.

Inevitable. Excruciating.

So what’s the harm in Just This Once?

Excerpt

Skylar

We breach the surface at the same time, and he’s closer than I thought he’d be.

Hotter, too. Hair slicked back from the water, I see his whole face—his bright eyes, scruffy jaw, and the cheekbones he’s been hiding behind his messy locks.

Fuck.

The cool water doesn’t stand a chance against him.

I don’t stand a chance against his untamed grin as he tips his head back and laughs.

“Forgot about this place.”

“I figured.”

“How?”

“The state of your face.” I splash him and swim away, diving down to expel a long breath in the water, gliding through stillness until I touch the rock on the other side.

Mal is where I left him, head thrown back again, catching the sun as it filters through the canopy of weeping willow. Up close, I bet his eyes look like dappled leaves. Bet I could get lost in them too, and I feel a pull to him I haven’t felt before, not with such a visceral wrench in my heart.

Go back to him.

I don’t need to.

The water ripples as Mal swims and he’s in front of me before I can take another breath, both fists braced to the rocks, caging me in ways I never let anyone else.

His gaze snares me. “If you’re trying to get away from me, you’ll need to swim a hell of a lot further.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I’ll never stop chasing you.”