Damon Suede is an exceptional storyteller. Whether you’re hearing him speak at a conference or having a one on one chat with him, it’s clear he knows how to arouse emotion in his audience. He’s well-versed in the art of inspiring others, and his writing is no different. Lickety Split is a fantastically well-crafted story that resonates with the reader, evoking a spectrum of emotions from compassion to sizzling excitement, and everything in between. It’s the story of two very different, very imperfect men whose paths collide once again. Now they have a chance at something they never thought they wanted, and didn’t know they needed.
Patch Hastle lives life in the fast lane. As a model and DJ, he knows where he’s going and the quickest way to get there, until the unexpected death of his parents force him to head back to East Texas. At sixteen, Patch took off for NYC and never looked back. He has every intention of dealing with his family’s farm as fast as he can, and even had his timeline worked out. He’ll be back in NYC opening the club of his dreams in no time. During the reading of his family’s will, Patch finds himself having to deal with the one man he’d hoped to avoid, his father’s best friend, Tucker Biggs. Patch has nothing but bad memories of Tucker, a man who made Patch’s life hell in high school.
Lickety Split is told through Patch’s point of view, and I love how we get to experience his emotions along with him. We get to feel his anger and pain as he remembers Tucker Biggs and what life was like for Patch in high school. Patch hates Tucker with every fiber of his being, but he also wants him badly.
Tucker Biggs is a handsome cowboy who’s been caretaker to the Hastle farm for years. He knows that Patch hates him and he’s hoping to make amends. Where Patch sees a man who made his life hell, Tucker believes he was just doing right by his best friend by looking out for Patch and trying to keep him out of trouble. Patch was nothing but his best friend’s pain in the ass kid, but now Patch is all grown up, and looking like sin.
Slow burn has nothing on Tucker Biggs, and he’s about to teach Patch a thing or three on the subject. Trucker is amazing and fascinating. He knows he’s made a lot of mistakes in his past, and doesn’t try to justify his actions. He’s a man who hides nothing. He is who he is. He’s also a man who knows what he likes, and how to take his time. The intimate scenes between Tucker and Patch are as scorching as the Texas heat.
I loved following these two men on their journey, loved watching how Patch matured and began to see that things might not have been how he’d made them out to be in his head. We feel for him as he starts to realize he could have been wrong about Tucker, his parents, and the home he grew up in. My heart broke for Patch because it happens all too often. We get so wrapped up in our hurt and anger, that we don’t realize what we have until it’s gone, and by then it’s too late to make amends, too late for conversations, or forgiveness. We watch as Patch starts to question his perceptions, his dreams, and his future. Patch and Tucker move through life at different speeds, but when they come together it’s clear that together they set the perfect pace.
Patch Hastle grew up in a hurry, ditching East Texas for NYC to make his name as a DJ and model without ever looking back. When his parents die unexpectedly, he heads home to unload the family farm ASAP and skedaddle. Except the will left Patch’s worst enemy in charge: his father’s handsome best friend who made his high school years hell.
Tucker Biggs is going nowhere. Twenty years past his rodeo days, he’s put down roots as the caretaker of the Hastle farm. He knows his buddy’s smartass son still hates his guts, but when Patch shows up growed-up, looking like sin in tight denim, Tucker turns his homecoming into a lesson about old dogs and new kinks.
Patch and Tucker fool around, but they can’t fool themselves. Once the farm’s sold, they mean to call it quits and head off to separate sunsets. With the clock ticking, the city slicker and his down-home hick get roped into each other’s life. If they’re gonna last longer than spit on a griddle, they better figure out what matters—fast.