#ThrowbackThursday: Smoke Signals by B. Harmony

One of the very first books I reviewed on the blog (in our very first week) was Smoke Signals by B. Harmony!  You can read my review here:

so it's fitting that we celebrate it's one year publishing anniversary with an exclusive excerpt to whet your appetite for a read or a re-read!

The Blurb:


As the new neighbor of the Burning Hills Fire Department, I try to win over the hunky firefighters with my tasty baking skills. Instead, I got the surprise of a lifetime.

I may be obsessed with the happily ever afters between the pages of my favorite books, too bad they never prepared me for what comes after a one-night stand.

Even I’m not dumb enough to fall for someone who calls me “kid”, right?


As Fire Captain of Burning Hills Fire Department, I try to keep my flame from burning too bright.

He was supposed to be a one-night stand, not the new resident of the little blue house on the corner.

He too young, too out, and too risky.

There’s absolutely no way I’m jeopardizing the life I built for myself on some kid.

Smoke Signals is the third and final book in the Perspective Series. A dual POV, age-gap MM romance with out-for-you themes, an avid romance reader, a sexy as sin Fire Captain, and the return of some of your favorite meddlesome characters. Although this book may be read as a standalone, the series is best enjoyed in order.


"Leaning against the wall adorned with flyers, I kick my heel up, assuming a casual position right outside the restroom door, and wait.

It’s only a few seconds before the door swings open and Dylan jumps in surprise.

“You’ve got to stop doing that. I’m not old enough to experience heart palpitations.”

“I’d apologize, but I think I’m already becoming quite fond of the little squeaks you make.” I drop my leg and take two steps toward him, forcing Dylan to tilt his head back to look at me.

His eyes narrow. “Excuse me? I do not squeak.”

Offering him one of my rare smiles, I lean down until our lips are only inches apart. Dylan’s breath catches, and his beautiful blue eyes morph from indignation to a wide-eyed look of innocence. The sweetest shade of strawberry casts over his pale skin, highlighting the few freckles on his face, and I’m genuinely curious to know how far that blush spreads.

And worse, or maybe better, whether the color will grow a shade or two darker with each panted breath as I thrust my cock inside him.

“Yes, you do,” I say softly, my breath dancing in the infinitesimal space between us. “But I think I’d like to know what other sounds I can draw out of you.”

Smoke Signals is currently available as an e-book and paperback and can be read as part of your Kindle Unlimited Subscription