Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway:
Family Home
By Blake Allwood

Coming Home Series, Book 2

Facing the past is never fun, especially when it involves seeing the man you still love. When their lives are once again intertwined, is a second chance possible?

Ash once stabbed his heart when he broke up with him, who cares if it was high school, pain is still pain. And speaking of pain, this broken foot has done nothing but keep him stuck in Crawford City.

Ash is now the town doctor after his dad retired, which means when the incredibly handsome and totally pissed off Todd comes in, Ash is the only person in town who can treat him.

Like it or not, when Ash and Todd’s dads drop a major bomb on them, the two men are forced to deal with one another.

Will they find a way around teenage misunderstandings and bad choices to rekindle a love that’s never stopped boiling, or will their pride forever keep them apart?

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Excerpt:

I got to the doctor’s office and crawled out of the pickup and up the ramp. When I hopped up to the receptionist window, I asked, “Is Doc available?”

“Do you have an appointment?”

The pain in my foot was excruciating, and I ended up taking it out on the woman behind the counter.

“Of course, I don’t have an appointment, Clara Sue. I didn’t know I was gonna fall off the damned roof till it happened!”

“Well, Todd, don’t get your panties in a wad. We ask everyone that.”

Frustrated I turned around, “I’m gonna go sit in the waiting room. When Doc is ready, come get me!”

Luckily, there wasn’t anyone else there, so I was able to lift my injured leg up and prop it across the chairs beside me. I took my shoe and sock off and sure enough, the thing was turning purple and swelling. Damn, I must’ve broken it.

“Well, shit,” I whispered to myself just as Ashton Nash came into the room. “Hey, Todd, what’d you do there?” he asked.

Ashton Nash. I hadn’t laid eyes on the man in years. The sight of him squashed the pain and stirred up memories that spanned my childhood. We’d been best friends throughout school up until… well, until we weren’t. The thought of that, of what led up to my getting the hell out of this town so long ago, caused my stomach to churn. Or maybe that was just my throbbing foot, gut-punching me back to the present.

“What’s it look like, Ash? I messed up my foot. When’s your dad gonna be available?”

Ash looked at me funny, amusement showing on his face. “My dad retired, Todd. You didn’t know that?”

“No dammit! I didn’t know!” The pain and frustration of dealing with Ash was enough to unleash my inner asshole at full throttle.

“Let me take a look at that,” he said, making a move toward my bruised foot.

I instinctively pulled my foot away, “No, I prefer to have a doctor look at it. I think the damned thing’s broken.”

Clara Sue’s chuckle from her window drew my attention, and when I looked back up at Ash, he was smiling. He pointed to his name badge. “Doctor Nash, at your service.”

“How the hell did you become a doctor? You couldn’t even pass tenth-grade biology,” I said incredulously, unable to mask my growing frustration.

“Well, that was high school, and the reason I barely passed was because you were always hounding me to go swimmin’ in the river, or whatever, instead of studying.”

Through the deepening haze of pain radiating from my foot, I studied Ash. Long gone was the bright-eyed boy who’d awoken desires I’d never felt before, who’d given me my first kiss… and then ripped my heart out and stomped it into the ground.

In his place stood a man with sparkling eyes… A man who was too damned good looking for his own good… or mine for that matter.

Shaking off these thoughts I said, “Whatever… Still, I’d prefer to see your dad,” I said, the unease in my tone obvious to anyone within earshot, which no doubt still included Clara Sue.

“Todd, as I’ve already told you, Dad retired last year. I’m the only person here who can help. Everyone else is on vacation or at the homecoming parade.”

“You can’t treat me, Ash,” I whispered. “We were involved.”

“Why are you whispering? Everyone in town knows we were involved. You’re gonna have to see me, or go out of town. Want me to call you an ambulance?”

“Do you want a black eye?” I asked in all seriousness. “Damned if I’ll ever ride in one of those things, at least not while I’m awake.”

Ash chuckled. “Seriously, let me help you to the back and I’ll take a look. If it’s severe, and you don’t want me to treat you, I can have your dad drive you into Lebanon to see a different doctor.”

I gave him a dirty look, or at least I hoped it was. Unfortunately, I couldn’t be sure since the pain was taking its toll and that was probably the emotion etched on my face.

I stared at my foot a moment longer… I didn’t want Ash to treat me. I didn’t want anything to do with him. However, since I was unable to leave under my own power, and unwilling to be ambulanced out of town, the shithead had me over a barrel.

Just then, my dad burst into the waiting room. “What the hell happened to you?” he asked, full of what I could only assume was mock concern.

I didn’t respond. Instead, I stood, hopped out of Ash’s grip, and moved toward the exam rooms in the back.

“He did a number on his foot,” Ash told my dad.

“I thought there were rules against telling assholes personal information. What is it, HIPPO rules or something?” I gritted out through the pain.

Clara Sue giggled again, and I knew we were putting on quite a show. Fuck, if that isn’t going to be the entire town’s entertainment for a week.

“HIPAA, and when your dad can see for himself that it’s blown up like a freakin’ balloon, it’s not a violation.” Ash replied coolly.

Without another word, I hobbled into the room Ash’s dad, Doc, had always put me in when I’d visited him suffering with a cold or whatever.

Both men followed me, and Dad stood over my foot as Ash examined it.

“Can you move it?” Ash asked. I tried and even though it hurt like the dickens, I could indeed move it.

“Well, that’s good at least,” he said. “I’ll have Leslie set up an x-ray for you and then we’ll know for sure.”

Thank God Ash left the room, leaving just my father to deal with.

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About the Author:

Blake Allwood was born in west TN, then moved to Kansas City MO after attending college in Lamoni, Iowa. He met his husband in 1995 and they officially married in 2015, once gay marriage was legalized. In 2017, he and his husband sold their home, purchased an RV and began traveling the country with their two dogs. Their travels provide the inspiration and settings for many of his novels.

Typically, Blake can be found relaxing in the RV or by the fire with his laptop and their Jack Russell Terrier, Buddy, curled up between his legs demanding attention. Denver, their Siberian Husky mix is often asleep at his feet or playing tug of war with Blake’s husband.

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