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Steps to You: Fear Series 1
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By Toni Griffin
Fear Series
Word Count: 54,800 words
Release Date: September 26, 2015
Editor: Erika Orrick
Is there something in life that you're afraid of, like heart pounding, shortness of breath, Jesus Christ I'm going to pass out, scared? For Leo Harris that something is heights.
Why his nosy sister would gift him with a pass for the Sydney Harbour Bridge climb is anybody's guess, let alone expect Leo to make it through in one piece. If it wasn't for the kindness of a sexy stranger he meets at orientation, Leo doubts he would have been able to step one foot onto the mammoth structure.
Ryan Anderson's known as a workaholic, as he has no reason not to be, that all changes in one day when he meets Leo. Ryan quickly falls head over heels as he sets out to make Leo his.
Fear Series
Word Count: 54,800 words
Release Date: September 26, 2015
Editor: Erika Orrick
Is there something in life that you're afraid of, like heart pounding, shortness of breath, Jesus Christ I'm going to pass out, scared? For Leo Harris that something is heights.
Why his nosy sister would gift him with a pass for the Sydney Harbour Bridge climb is anybody's guess, let alone expect Leo to make it through in one piece. If it wasn't for the kindness of a sexy stranger he meets at orientation, Leo doubts he would have been able to step one foot onto the mammoth structure.
Ryan Anderson's known as a workaholic, as he has no reason not to be, that all changes in one day when he meets Leo. Ryan quickly falls head over heels as he sets out to make Leo his.
Excerpt - Chapter One
Leo leaned against the brick wall, desperately trying to gather his courage. All he needed to do was cross the street and enter the building opposite. Leo had never considered doing something like this in his life. Hell, he wouldn't be here now if it wasn't for the gift voucher his nosy sister and her equally pain-in-the-ass husband had given him.
"You need to get out of the house more, live a little," his sister had berated him as he'd stared down at the piece of paper in his hands, unsure exactly what he was feeling.
"I get out plenty." Leo tried defending himself.
"No you don't, and you know it. You may physically leave the premises to go to work and do your grocery shopping, but you never go out and have any fun." Teresa sighed, and Leo really felt the urge to clip her across the back of the head. "You don't go out clubbing, very rarely go to restaurants, and you refuse point-blank to start a profile on a dating website."
There was no way Leo was putting himself out there at the mercy of all those desperate men who were just looking for a quick hook-up. He was sure that scattered in amongst all those horny fellas, he might find one or two that seriously wanted a relationship, but he wasn't willing to wade through all the toads in order to get to his prince charming. If the man existed—and that was a big if as far as Leo was concerned—he doubted they were fated to meet through an online dating service.
"Teresa, I like my life. I'm happy." Once again he tried to placate his sister, to no avail. Just because she was happily married with two-point-three children didn't mean everyone else had to be.
"No, Leo, you're not." Teresa waved her hand in his face when Leo started to object again. "I know you and I love you. Please just do this for me." She fluttered her lashes at Leo.
He heaved a sigh, knowing he would give in to her, just like he always did. As annoying and meddling as his sister could be, he did love her dearly and couldn't imagine a world without her in it. The snickering from across the room was not lost on Leo, but he decided to ignore Blake. After all, the man was just as bad as Leo when it came to giving in to Teresa's demands.
Leo looked down once again at the piece of paper. "Seriously?"
Teresa laughed at him. "You're going to love it."
Somehow he doubted that.
Even now two weeks later, Leo still didn't like this idea any more than he had when Teresa had given him the voucher for his birthday.
Leo checked his watch and sighed as he realised that if he didn't get a move on, he would be late. He heaved himself off the brick wall and crossed the road. Leo's stomach roiled and he hoped to Christ he wasn't going to be sick.
The large glass doors whooshed open and Leo stepped inside, heading in the direction of the register. As he waited in the line, Leo looked all around him. Men and women perused the shelves filled with jumpers, magnets, trinkets, and stuffed bears all containing the Sydney BridgeClimb logo. His eyes settled on a square column with signed photographs of famous people who had completed the climb.
Before Leo knew it, he was being called to the desk. "Morning," the cheerful girl behind the counter said.
"Morning," Leo replied, more than a little subdued. He handed over the voucher and waited. He was asked to confirm he didn't have any medical problems that would prevent him from completing the climb that day, and Leo thought seriously about lying, then reluctantly shook his head.
"Brilliant, you'll love it up there."
Leo smiled but was sure it came out more like a grimace.
"Here's your ticket." She handed Leo a thin rectangle. "And this is your voucher for your photos."
"Photos?" Leo asked in confusion.
"Yes, when the ticket was booked, three photos were also purchased. You will be able to choose upon your return from a selection the guide will take of you while you're up on the bridge."
Crap, Teresa probably wants proof that I actually followed through. "Thank you," Leo said as he took hold of the photo voucher.
"You need to get out of the house more, live a little," his sister had berated him as he'd stared down at the piece of paper in his hands, unsure exactly what he was feeling.
"I get out plenty." Leo tried defending himself.
"No you don't, and you know it. You may physically leave the premises to go to work and do your grocery shopping, but you never go out and have any fun." Teresa sighed, and Leo really felt the urge to clip her across the back of the head. "You don't go out clubbing, very rarely go to restaurants, and you refuse point-blank to start a profile on a dating website."
There was no way Leo was putting himself out there at the mercy of all those desperate men who were just looking for a quick hook-up. He was sure that scattered in amongst all those horny fellas, he might find one or two that seriously wanted a relationship, but he wasn't willing to wade through all the toads in order to get to his prince charming. If the man existed—and that was a big if as far as Leo was concerned—he doubted they were fated to meet through an online dating service.
"Teresa, I like my life. I'm happy." Once again he tried to placate his sister, to no avail. Just because she was happily married with two-point-three children didn't mean everyone else had to be.
"No, Leo, you're not." Teresa waved her hand in his face when Leo started to object again. "I know you and I love you. Please just do this for me." She fluttered her lashes at Leo.
He heaved a sigh, knowing he would give in to her, just like he always did. As annoying and meddling as his sister could be, he did love her dearly and couldn't imagine a world without her in it. The snickering from across the room was not lost on Leo, but he decided to ignore Blake. After all, the man was just as bad as Leo when it came to giving in to Teresa's demands.
Leo looked down once again at the piece of paper. "Seriously?"
Teresa laughed at him. "You're going to love it."
Somehow he doubted that.
Even now two weeks later, Leo still didn't like this idea any more than he had when Teresa had given him the voucher for his birthday.
Leo checked his watch and sighed as he realised that if he didn't get a move on, he would be late. He heaved himself off the brick wall and crossed the road. Leo's stomach roiled and he hoped to Christ he wasn't going to be sick.
The large glass doors whooshed open and Leo stepped inside, heading in the direction of the register. As he waited in the line, Leo looked all around him. Men and women perused the shelves filled with jumpers, magnets, trinkets, and stuffed bears all containing the Sydney BridgeClimb logo. His eyes settled on a square column with signed photographs of famous people who had completed the climb.
Before Leo knew it, he was being called to the desk. "Morning," the cheerful girl behind the counter said.
"Morning," Leo replied, more than a little subdued. He handed over the voucher and waited. He was asked to confirm he didn't have any medical problems that would prevent him from completing the climb that day, and Leo thought seriously about lying, then reluctantly shook his head.
"Brilliant, you'll love it up there."
Leo smiled but was sure it came out more like a grimace.
"Here's your ticket." She handed Leo a thin rectangle. "And this is your voucher for your photos."
"Photos?" Leo asked in confusion.
"Yes, when the ticket was booked, three photos were also purchased. You will be able to choose upon your return from a selection the guide will take of you while you're up on the bridge."
Crap, Teresa probably wants proof that I actually followed through. "Thank you," Leo said as he took hold of the photo voucher.