Title: Where Wishes Go
Author: S.A. McAuley
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Release: October 2, 2015
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Can you have a second chance at a first love?
Nick Paine is just starting to return to normal after he told his wife he’s gay and asked for a
divorce. Despite a daughter he loves dearly and a job he believes in, part of him is stuck in the
past. He’s never forgotten the first love he let fade away fourteen years ago.
Adam "Izz" Azzi has settled into a happy rhythm. His daughter is healthy, he's found a mosque
that accepts him, and his work as a modern artist is gaining international attention. While his
past is fraught with mistakes and whatifs, his life now is good, and he doesn't want to upset any
of the balance he's worked so hard to achieve.
When Nick and Izz are reunited by luck and fate, their attraction is just as undeniable, but what
was left unsaid haunts them. They have hope for a future together, but wishing may not be
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NICK PAINE tried to duck as a gigantic scarlet bird whipped over his head and he began to lose
his balance. The first airborne attack was followed a second later by a screech and another
swooping red streak that caused him to crouch and fall to his knees. At least he was wearing
jeans today instead of a suit.
Katie snorted, let loose a torrent of giggles, and pointed. “He’s not going to hurt you, Daddy.”
“Isn’t it me who’s supposed to be telling you that?” Nick scrunched his eyebrows together and
tried to chastise his daughter while also searching the birdhouse for further threats.
Katie rolled her eyes and flipped her long blonde hair off to the side, appearing much older than
her eight years. “Come on, Daddy. I’ll protect you.” She offered her hand, and Nick grinned as
he stood, taking her tiny hand in his.
It was a Wednesday morning, one in which Nick should have been sitting in a colorless
conference room listening to doctors and administrators fight each other over inane operational
details, but despite the threat of being pecked to death by tropical birds, Nick didn’t want to be
It was rare he was able to escape from work during the day, and this field trip to the zoo with
Katie’s class had been the perfect excuse. The hospital system was always there. It was a
twentyfourhour sevendayaweek commitment of utter chaos. Nick still wasn’t quite sure how
he’d ended up as a vice president by the age of thirtythree, but had to concede his success had
a lot to do with the inordinate number of hours he spent downtown. His generous salary was
meant to compensate him for the endless hours on call talking nurses and cardiologists off the
ledge while also making sure all their equipment and staffing needs were met. He loved his job
and he was good at it, but it took him away from Katie way too much for his liking.
Nick pushed aside thoughts of the hospital. He would be flooded with emails, texts, and voice
mail as soon as he switched his cell back on. Instead he listened to Katie patter on about the
different kinds of birds that filled the zoo aviary.
“How do you know so much about them?” Nick asked as he forced his complete attention back
Katie shrugged in a gesture that was too much like her carefree Uncle Roban. “I watch the
National Geographic channel.”
Katie huffed. “Yeah, Daddy. A lot. Loads and loads.”
Nick restrained a laugh. Where had she come up with that phrase? She was growing up so fast.
Much too fast for his liking. The years just kept slipping by, and as hard as his path had been as
of late, Nick was grateful for the luck he did have. Katie was a beautiful girl. Tall and thin, just
like her momma, she had blonde hair shades lighter than his that ran down to her waist and
snarled easily with how fine it was. He’d given up attempting to brush the mats out a year ago,
leaving the task to Katie’s grandmother or her nanny.
“Look at the baby geese!” Katie exclaimed, letting go of his hand and running full tilt down the
pathway toward the birds. Then just as suddenly she was veering off again, a delighted squeal
emanating from her. “A waterfall!”
Nick dug into his pockets as he walked to catch up, knowing what she was going to ask even
before she said anything.
“I want to make a wish,” she pleaded, looking up at him with wide eyes.
Nick placed a quarter in her outstretched hand, earning a satisfied smile from her.
She scrunched her eyes tightly closed and whispered something Nick couldn’t hear, then tossed
the coin into the water.
“What did you wish for, baby girl?” Nick asked, as was part of their routine.
“Daddy, you know I can’t tell you,” she protested with a pout. “Or else it won’t come true.”
I sleep little, read a lot. Happiest in a foreign country. Twitchy when not mentally in motion. My
name is Sam, not Sammy, definitely not Samantha. I’m a pretty dark/cynical/jaded person, but I
hide that darkness well behind my obsession(s) for shiny objects. I’m the macabre wrapped in
irresistible bubble wrap and a glittery pink bow, I suppose.
I have a neverendingabysslike secret love for poetry. Especially Rumi, Hafiz, and Neruda.
You can predict (as well as change) my moods and my writing schedule by my playlists.
Insomnia is my greatest ally and my nemesis. I like cheese and bourbon, not necessarily in that
order, but I’m flexible.
If you’re in any fandom, then I’m probably already in love with you. I’m not joking.
I like my tv shows marathoned and I have to use internet blocking software to be productive. I
have software called Producteev that I loaded onto my laptop and proceeded to fill out in detail
and now I haven’t touched it in a year.
I enjoy normalized chaos.
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