Suncoast Society
Reconsider Me
Fenton had a bad experience in college. It left him with one hard limit he’ll never budge on, the same hard limit that’s tanked every relationship he’s had and resulted in his trust being repeatedly shattered. When he meets Joel, courtesy of matchmaking friends, he senses something different in the Top and wonders if he’s the real deal. Especially when Joel receives the Snoobug seal of approval from Fen’s young niece.
Joel’s first impression of the fricking adorable side is that he’ll break if Joel so much as looks at him wrong, much less plays with him. Fen’s limit isn’t a problem for Joel, because the Sephora-loving, Broadway-musical-singing, essential-oil-diffusing subby slid right past all of Joel’s emotional defenses like no other. And looks can be deceiving—Fen is much tougher than people assume.
After a family tragedy, when Joel’s past returns to strike where he’s most vulnerable, can Fen step up, swing hard, and save them with his cast-iron will?
Genre: Alternative (M/M, Gay), BDSM, Contemporary
Length: 56,481 words
RECONSIDER ME
Suncoast Society
Tymber Dalton

Siren Publishing, Inc.
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A SIREN PUBLISHING BOOK
RECONSIDER ME
Copyright © 2017 by Tymber Dalton
ISBN: 978-1-64010-653-6
First Publication: October 2017
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DEDICATION
For Hubby for putting up with me and always taking care of me. And for Sir, because He knows why.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tymber Dalton is the wild-child alter-ego of author Lesli Richardson. She lives in the Tampa Bay region of Florida with her husband (aka “The World’s Best Husband™”) and too many pets. Active in the BDSM lifestyle, the two-time EPIC award winner is also the bestselling author of over one hundred books, including The Reluctant Dom, The Denim Dom, Cardinal’s Rule, the Suncoast Society series, the Love Slave for Two series, the Triple Trouble series, the Coffeeshop Coven series, the Good Will Ghost Hunting series, the Drunk Monkeys series, and many more.
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AUTHOR’S NOTE
While the books in the Suncoast Society series are standalone works which may be read independently of each other, the recommended reading order to avoid spoilers and to not miss any backstory information is as follows:
1. Safe Harbor
2. Domme by Default
3. Cardinal’s Rule
4. The Reluctant Dom
5. The Denim Dom
6. Pinch Me
7. Broken Toy
8. A Clean Sweep
9. A Roll of the Dice
10. His Canvas
11. A Lovely Shade of Ouch
12. Crafty Bastards
13. A Merry Little Kinkmas
14. Sapiosexual
15. A Very Kinky Valentine’s Day
16. Things Made Right
17. Click
18. Spank or Treat
19. A Turn of the Screwed
20. Chains
21. Kinko de Mayo
22. Broken Arrow
23. Out of the Spotlight
24. Friends Like These
25. Vicious Carousel
26. Hot Sauce
27. Open Doors
28. One Ring
29. Vulnerable
30. The Strength of the Pack
31. Initiative
32. Impact
33. Liability
34. Switchy
35. Rhymes With Orange
36. Beware Falling Ice
37. Beware Falling Rocks
38. Dangerous Curves Ahead
39. Two Against Nature
40. Home at Last
41. A Kinkmas Carol
42. Ask DNA
43. Time Out of Mind
44. Happy Valenkink’s Day
45. Splendid Isolation
46. Similar to Rain
47. Happy Spank Patrick’s Day
48. Fire in the Hole
49. Pretzel Logic
50. This Moody Bastard
51. Walk Between the Raindrops
52. Rub Me Raw
53. Any World That I’m Welcome To
54. Heartache Spoken Here
55. Roll With the Punches
56. See You Sometime
57. Borderline
58. A Case of You
59. Reconsider Me
Ben and Jake were featured in Home at Last. Keith was featured in A Turn of the Screwed. Leo and Jesse were featured in Vulnerable and The Strength of the Pack.
If you haven’t read Walk Between the Raindrops and Rub Me Raw, you might want to for a little extra minor backstory.
Some of the characters in this book appear in or are featured in previous books in the Suncoast Society series. All titles available from Siren-BookStrand.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
About the Author
Author's Note
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Landmarks
Cover
RECONSIDER ME
Suncoast Society
T
YMBER DALTON
Copyright © 2017
Chapter One
A little after eight o’clock on Tuesday morning, Fenton White glanced at his desk, where his cell phone currently buzzed with an incoming call.
Tom.
Right now, Fen had too much to do to pull his focus from his current project. He was finalizing the plans on this valve for a customer, and the machine shop had to get the prototype started that afternoon on the CNC machine.
Not to mention Fen’s feelings still stung from last night’s encounter between them.
Fuck him. He can wait.
Three months into their relationship, and Fenton was ready to declare it over. Not that he wanted to, because Tom was smart, hot, well-educated, had a great job, and had his life together. Tom also seemed to have it bad for him. He was great as a Top in the dungeon and in bed.
Maybe it is me.
Tom was the latest in a line of guys who had either broken up with Fen, or he’d broken up with them before they could pull the trigger.
His phone stopped buzzing as voice mail finally picked up. Fenton nudged his wire-rimmed glasses farther up his nose and went back to work, hoping he could delay this conversation. Considering how he’d stormed out of Tom’s house last night after their fight, he wasn’t looking forward to their next talk.
The voice mail alert didn’t buzz, but a moment later, a text message arrived.
Can we PLEASE talk about this? I’ll be home tonight by 7.
Fenton stared at the message and struggled against the urge to cry. There wasn’t really anything to talk about. Frankly, he was done talking about it. If one little thing was such a big deal to Tom that he’d be willing to tank their relationship over it, then Fen wasn’t going to give him the chance, no matter how right the rest of things were.
He was tired of putting himself out there—putting his heart out there—only to get stomped on time and again. Why should he always be the one expected to cave in?
He was always honest with them up front. Why the fuck couldn’t other people be honest right from the start, instead of thinking they could later talk him into changing who he was and trying to be sneaky about it?
Maybe I should turn myself into one of those selfish bastards, holding back, not letting people inside until they prove themselves.
Being the nice guy wasn’t working for him so far.
He waited until lunch to finally return Tom’s text.
Not much to talk about is there? You made yourself perfectly clear last night.
Fen set his phone aside and took another bite of the sub Ben and Jake had brought back for him. He was still working on this project and didn’t want to leave until he had the file sent to the shop.
Tom texted him back almost immediately.
PLEASE come over tonight to talk about this.
The last thing Fen wanted today was an emotional back and forth in text messages with Tom when he needed to have his mind completely focused on his job.
It wasn’t like they would come to a productive solution in text…or in person, most likely.
Wasn’t Fen’s first rodeo. He knew how this would inevitably play out.
Fen would finally break down and agree to talk to Tom. Tom would either apologize and back off for a little while before trying again, or try to wheedle and argue his point right up front.
Push.
Convince him.
Tell him how unreasonable Fen was being, and try to prove to Fen he wasn’t like other guys, that he was special and should be given a chance to show him why, even though Fen had been up front with him at the start and Tom had agreed to Fen’s hard limit.
Aaannd they’d end up back at square one, which was when they first met and started dating, when Fen had been totally honest and up front with him, and Tom had said sure, fine, no problem.
Just like nearly every other guy he’d dated for any length of time had said.
Bottom line?
They’d all lied.
* * * *
Fen finally sent Tom a text that he’d be there around seven thirty. He knew he’d regret this, but it was better that than a protracted text battle that would only end the same way while distracting him from his job.
Might as well get it over with tonight so I can grieve and move on to the next failure.
At least Fen got the project file sent to the shop so they could begin work on it. Once he’d done that, he sat back in his chair and removed his glasses, laying them on the desk. Then he rubbed at his temples.
He had one hell of a headache already, and knew it’d only grow worse by the time he finished his “talk” with Tom. Fen was reasonably sure Tom would try to seduce him into bed tonight, because that was Tom’s MO when they’d bumped against this wall in the past. Sweet-talk him, seduce him, and get Fen to agree to give Tom another chance.
Cue repeat of the cycle.
This would make the fifth time, if he didn’t step out of the cycle, and Fen was finished playing the game.
Done.
It was obvious Tom wasn’t going to change his mind, and Fen wasn’t going to change his.
I’m a physical masochist, not an emotional one.
He was going through his work e-mail when Jake stopped by his cube. “How you doing? You look a little…stressed. Is the project going okay?”
Fen leaned back in his chair. “I already sent it to the shop. Just…personal stuff.”
“Anything I can help with?”
Fen shrugged, forcing a smile. “Help find me a decent guy who means what he says at the start of a relationship.”
Jake winced. “Sorry.”
Another shrug. “It is what it is, and I am who I am. I’m not compromising myself to make someone else happy if it makes me miserable in the process.” Fen dropped his voice so only Jake could hear him. “That’s not my idea of ‘submission.’”
“Ah.” He seemed to be mentally weighing something. After a long moment, he spoke. “How would you feel about me and Ben putting out the word and talking to others and seeing if we can’t help you out?”
“Why not? I’m damn sure not doing a good job by myself.”
“Cool.” Jake pulled out his phone and sent someone a text message. “You free this weekend?”
“I will be,” Fen muttered as he stared at his phone, at the text thread with Tom.
* * * *
Fen didn’t go home after work, even though he had plenty of time before he was due at Tom’s. Instead, he headed to his favorite sushi restaurant and splurged a little, eating enough to fill himself, knowing damn well he wouldn’t feel like eating after.
And also eliminating one excuse Tom might try to use to spend more time with him, offering to cook him dinner, or take him out to eat.
Knowing that Fen wouldn’t want to be rude, and that he could wheedle Fen into agreeing to either option.
Another reason Fen hadn’t dropped the ax yet. Other times he’d tried, that was how Tom had manipulated him.
Finally, he headed over to Tom’s. With tense shoulders and a feeling of impending doom swaddling him, he parked in the driveway, next to Tom’s Lincoln Navigator, and headed up the walk.
He was reaching out to ring the doorbell when Tom opened the door, a smile on his face.
It made him feel even worse. “Hey,” Fen quietly said.
“Hey.” Tom reached for Fen, to hug him. Fen let him, but he knew Tom could feel the stiffness in his posture.
That he really didn’t hug Tom back.
Tom shut the door behind him. “Look, I’m sorry, baby. Can we please sit down and talk about this?”
Fenton stepped back and hugged his arms around himself. “You made your position pretty clear last night. I’m only here to finish this.”
Tom cocked his head at him. “Can we at least talk about this before you get pissed off?”
“I’m not pissed off.”
“You sure as hell acted pretty pissed off last night when you stormed out of here.” Tom
headed toward the kitchen, obviously expecting Fen to follow him.
Eventually, Fen did, knowing the conversation wouldn’t happen if he didn’t.
“Look, can we please get this over with?” Fen said from the kitchen doorway, where he’d stopped.
Tom finally turned. “We can’t even talk about it?”
“I’m not changing my mind.”
Tom leaned his six-four slab of gorgeous self against the counter. Shirtless, his broad shoulders tapered down to a trim waist. He spent regular time in the gym, and it showed. A pair of loose shorts didn’t do much to hide the fact that the guy had a nice ass and well-defined thighs. He got himself waxed on a regular basis, smooth chest and back with every muscle clearly defined.
Always left Fen wanting to climb him like a squirrel and eat his nuts. The scale was about right, too.
“I’m not the one who hurt you, Fen. You’ve never even given me a chance to show you I’m not like other guys.”
“No, I did. You’ve had three months, and then you blew it by acting exactly like pretty much every other guy I’ve dated. We talked about this at the start, and every time you’ve pushed the envelope I’ve still let you talk me back. Not doing this again.”
“Come on, babe.” He smiled, the playful grin that usually made Fen’s cock twitch with interest. Gorgeous blue eyes—Fen was always a sucker for guys with blue eyes—that sparkled with a sexy invitation. “We don’t have to do it right now. I wanted you to know it’s a goal I’d like to reach with you at some point in the future. At least let me have a chance to show you whoever made you hate it was a clueless fuck. I’m not like that guy.”
Cue mental record screech.
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