Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week, I’m sharing another tease from my M/M military/interracial erotic romance novella, Desert Heat. This follows on directly from last week’s tease. Also, for those of you that have already read this book and want to find out what happens next – Native Tongue is now available for pre-order!

There were murmurs of agreement, and the two captains returned their attention to each other, making a concerted effort to hide their smirks.

“Right,” Wolfe said quietly, “suppose we’d better actually do that handover, eh?”

Wilkes nodded.

“Okay, well, as I said, it’s been quiet. We’ve mostly been patrolling the village, talking to the people, checking in with the police, the schoolteachers, you know the drill. We heard a couple of murmurs about attacks on the FOB, but nothing came of it, thankfully. Could have been idle gossip, or maybe information deliberately disseminated to keep us on our toes. Either way, we haven’t seen hide nor hair of an insurgent for months. Probably all holed up in the mountains with their Paki friends.”

Letting all the information sink in, Wilkes nodded again. “Well, let’s hope it stays that way for the next six months, eh? Then we can all bugger off home and let them get on with it.”

“Which is what they’ve wanted all along.”

“Any aggro from the locals?”

“Nah, not really. Most of them know what’s good for them, know we’re there to protect them. We’ve had the occasional insult from a youth or two, but they’re all mouth.”

“For now. Won’t be long before they’re joining up with their fathers and brothers and plotting to bomb the shit out of the infidels.”

“Probably. But the main thing is, the important folk are on our side—the tribal elders, the police, the politicians. If they hear any whispers, they’ll let you know.” Wolfe paused, looking around. “Your terp here yet?”

Wilkes glanced around the tent. “Should be here somewhere. Picked him up at Bastion this morning. He’s a nice guy, Balkhi.” Just then, the man in question entered the mess. “Ah, there he is.” He tried not to stare at the Tajik as he came in with what he assumed was Wolfe’s interpreter—given they were the only two not in uniform.

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Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week, I’m sharing another tease from my M/M military/interracial erotic romance novella, Desert Heat, which was originally part of the Unconditional Surrender boxed set. This follows on directly from last week’s tease.

Wolfe pursed his lips. “Quiet, actually. I wondered if the insurgents might get cocky again now they know we’re pulling out. But on the other hand, perhaps they’re on best behaviour until we’re actually gone. Can’t see them wanting to give us any reason to linger.”

Taking a sip of the sub-par tea, Wilkes replied, “Well, let’s hope the latter is true. A quiet six months to top up my tan would be nice. Looks like you’ve done a good job with yours.”

“Yep,” Wolfe shot back, admiring his outstretched arm, “been in my bikini every day, turning over every half hour to make sure my colour is even. I’ve even been swimming in the river, to cool myself down.”

Wilkes swallowed his tea quickly before he spluttered it everywhere. You wouldn’t wash your dog in the local rivers, never mind go swimming in them. “Sounds like heaven. I can’t wait to get started.”

Smirking at each other, they sipped at their drinks for a few moments. A few other soldiers filed in, both from the platoon that was leaving, and the one that was replacing them. It seemed they were doing their own hasty handovers, making the most of the situation that poor planning had put them in.

“Don’t get too comfortable, lads!” Wolfe shouted. “Get a drink down ya, go and take care of your business, then get ready to go. We’re just having a quick debrief.”

You can grab your copy of Desert Heat here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/desert-heat/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24324775-desert-heat

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!

Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week, I’m sharing a tease from my M/M military/interracial erotic romance novella, Desert Heat, which was originally part of the Unconditional Surrender boxed set. I’m going back to this now as I’m currently working on a follow up, which I’m hoping to release next month sometime.

Wilkes and the rest of the platoon dismounted the Mastiff vehicles and entered the Forward Operating Base that would be their home for most of the next six months. He had mixed feelings—the sense of trepidation he always got when he left the relative safety of Camp Bastion, immense relief to be out of Hunter’s clutches, and also happiness to be with a group of people he liked, doing a job he loved. Sometimes it was easy to lose sight of that fact—he did enjoy what he did for a living. It had its ups and downs, but so did every job. He’d yet to meet a single person who didn’t have a single complaint about their job or career.

Passing through the gates, he greeted the sentries, exchanging a few extra words with a rifleman he’d met on an exercise in the UK, then headed into the compound. It wasn’t huge, but the HESCO-block surrounded, barbed wire-topped camp was now home.

Immediately, he spotted the officer he was to replace —another young captain undoubtedly delighted to be heading home at the end of his tour—and strode over. Captain Tom Wolfe spotted him and grinned, turning to face his replacement with his hand outstretched.

“Wilkes? Good to see you, albeit very briefly.”

Wilkes grasped Wolfe’s hand. “You too. Got time to give me an update on the situation before you head off? I can’t believe this screw up—we’re a bloody week late coming out here. So much for a crossover period.”

Looking out through the camp’s gate toward the waiting vehicles, Wolfe said, “Absolutely. We’ve a lot to discuss and not much time.”

Smiling, Wilkes replied, “Great.”

Without another word, the two men headed for the mess tent, grabbed a cup of tea each and settled down at one of the tables. Wilkes dumped his bag down by his feet.

“So, how’s it been?” he asked.

You can grab your copy of Desert Heat here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/desert-heat/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24324775-desert-heat

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!