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Thomas Goreman, a cop with an attitude, meets his nemesis, the charismatic yet irreverent Harley-riding spirit, Biker Bob.
This second heroic adventure treks deeper into the ever-shifting terrain of masculinity and across the perilous landscape of male/female relationship.
Author’s note
In book 1 of this series, “Heart of a Warrior”, it was easy to speak about the lost male. We are so easy to pick on and look so much safer, even if we may be passive-aggressive as hell.
What about the man who can’t hide his aggressive behavior, and acts out in an obvious attempt to control his environment? How about the belligerent male who drinks too much, speaks too loudly, takes over conversations and steps over the line in so many ways? What would Biker Bob have to say about him? Although we look at this man and point our fingers in dismay, isn’t his blatant and harsh attitude, in reality, also a part of us kept well hidden?
Could the journey into this unlikely hero have repercussions in our lives? Is it possible that if we actually look our shadow in the eye, we wouldn’t be so quick to judge or force anyone to carry it for us?
During the year it took to write “Lover’s Embrace”, these questions walked with me. As the story unfolded, there were times when I was terrified of how you, my reader, would respond. While I sat in front of my keyboard each morning before dawn, I realized that the characters I conjured up may be too much for our sheltered natures to handle. Yet, here it is, my earnest attempt to attend to a part of humanity uncomfortable to us all.
Yes, there is a piece of me in this story, as you will find that there is also a piece of you. It’s something that we, you and I, prefer not to look at, but it is a part after all, and don’t we have to live with and try to heal that which haunts us and drags us away from those we love?
Once again, Biker Bob mentored me through this project as I followed his lead. Still, I am the writer, damn it and you the reader. In the end, won’t we all get what we came for?
