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A young teacher returns to the school that tormented his youth, and is surprised by the bond he creates with his former teacher, who soon becomes something much more than colleagues in author Cole McCadeโs โJust Like Thatโ.
The Synopsis

Summer Hemlock never meant to come back to Omen, Massachusetts.
But with his mother in need of help, Summer has no choice but to return to his hometown, take up a teaching residency at the Albin Academy boarding schoolโand work directly under the man who made his teenage years miserable.
Professor Fox Iseya
Forbidding, aloof, commanding: psychology instructor Iseya is a cipher whoโs always fascinated and intimidated shy, anxious Summer. But that fascination turns into something more when the older man challenges Summer to be brave. What starts as a daily game to reward Summer with a kiss for every obstacle overcome turns passionate, and a professional relationship turns quickly personal.
Yet Iseyaโs walls of grief may be too high for someone like Summer to climbโฆuntil Summerโs infectious warmth shows Fox everything heโs been missing in life.
Now both men must be brave enough to trust each other, to take that leap.
To find the love theyโve always neededโฆ
Just like that.
In Just Like That, critically acclaimed author Cole McCade introduces us to Albin Academy: a private boysโ school where some of the worldโs richest families send their problem children to learn discipline and maturity, out of the public eye.
The Review
A powerful and emotional read, the author does a great job of building a complex story that focuses on character development above anything else. The bond between Summer and Professor Fox is engaging and real and draws the reader in immediately.
The balance of the two characters and their personalities was unique to see unfold here, as was the way they balanced one another. From Summerโs submissive, quiet, and yet determined personality to Professor Foxโs strong, reserved, and more assured personality, these two drive home the romance and drama of the two characterโs pasts, which compliments their growing bond as well.
The Verdict
A moving, engaging, and emotional read that plunges the depths of the readerโs hearts, author Cole McCadeโs novel โJust Like Thatโ is a fantastic LGBTQ read that pushes the genre forward and creates memorable and relatable characters. If you havenโt yet be sure to grab your copies today!
Rating: 10/10
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About the Author

Cole McCade is a New Orleans-born Southern boy without the Southern accent, currently residing somewhere in Seattle. He spends his days as a suit-and-tie corporate consultant and business writer, and his nights writing contemporary romance and erotica that flirts with the edge of tabooโwhen heโs not being tackled by two hyperactive cats.
He also writes genre-bending science fiction and fantasy tinged with a touch of horror and flavored by the influences of his multiethnic, multicultural, multilingual background as Xen. He wavers between calling himself bisexual, calling himself queer, and trying to figure out where โdemiโ fits into the whole messโbut no matter what word he uses heโs a staunch advocate of LGBTQIA and POC representation and visibility in genre fiction. And while he spends more time than is healthy hiding in his writing cave instead of hanging around social media, you can generally find him in these usual haunts:
- Website & Blog: http://blackmagicblues.com/
- Twitter: https://twitter.com/thisblackmagic
- Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/xen.coleย
- Tumblr: https://thisblackmagic.tumblr.com/
- Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thisblackmagic/
- BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/cole-mccadeย
- Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/ColeMcCadeBooks
Excerpt
โExtinguisher first, then sand,โ the voice ordered. โDr. Liu, if you insist on getting in the way, at least make yourself useful and remove anything else flammable from the vicinity of the blaze. Quickly, now. Keep your mouths covered.โ
Summerโs entire body tingled, prickled, as if his skin had drawn too tight. That voiceโthat voice brought back too many memories. Afternoons in his psychology elective class, staring down at his textbook and doodling in his notebook and refusing to look up, to look at anyone, while that voice washed over him for an hour. Summer knew that voice almost better than the face attached to it, every inflection and cadence, the way it could command silence with a quiet word more effectively than any shout.
And how sometimes it seemed more expressive than the cold, withdrawn expression of the man he remembered, standing tall and stern in front of a class of boys who were all just a little bit afraid of him.
Summer had never been afraid, not really.
But he hadnโt had the courage to whisper to himself what heโd really felt, when heโd been a hopeless boy whoโd done everything he could to be invisible.
Heart beating harder, he followed the sound of that voice to the open doorway of a smoke-filled room, the entire chemistry lab a haze of gray and black and crackling orange; from what he could tell a table wasโฆon fire? Or at least the substance inside a blackened beaker was on fire, belching out a seemingly never-ending, impossible billow of smoke and flame.
Several smaller fires burned throughout the room; it looked as though sparks had jumped to catch on notebooks, papers, books. Several indistinct shapes alternately sprayed the conflagration with fire extinguishers and doused it with little hand buckets of sand from the emergency kit in the corner of the room, everyone working clumsily one-handed while they held wet paper towels over their noses and mouths with the other.
And standing tall over them allโseveral teachers and older students, it looked likeโwas the one man Summer had returned to Omen to see.
Professor Iseya.
He stood head and shoulders above the rest, his broad-shouldered, leanly angular frame as proud as a battle standard, elegant in a trim white button-down tucked into dark gray slacks, suspenders striping in neat black lines down his chest. Behind slim glasses, his pale, sharply angled gray eyes flicked swiftly over the room, set in a narrow, graceful face that had only weathered with age into an ivory mask of quiet, aloof beauty.
The sleek slick of his ink-black hair was pulled back from his face as alwaysโbut as always, he could never quite keep the soft strands inside their tie, and several wisped free to frame his face, lay against his long, smooth neck, pour down his shoulders and back. He held a damp paper towel over his mouth, neatly folded into a square, and spoke through it to direct the frazzled-looking group with consummate calm, taking complete control of the situation.
And complete control of Summer, as Iseyaโs gaze abruptly snapped to him, locking on him from across the room. โWhy have you not evacuated?โ Iseya demanded coldly, his words precise, inflected with a softly cultured accent. โPlease vacate the premises until weโve contained the blaze.โ
Summer dropped his eyes immediatelyโhabit, staring down at his feet. โOh, umโI came to help,โ he mumbled through the collar of his shirt.
A pause, then, โYouโre not a student. Who are you?โ
That shouldnโt sting.
But then it had been seven years, heโd only been in two of Iseyaโs classesโฆand heโd changed, since heโd left Omen.
At least, he hoped he had.
That was why heโd run away, after all. To shake off the boy heโd been; to find himself in a big city like Baltimore, and maybe, just maybeโฆ
Learn not to be so afraid.
But he almost couldnโt bring himself to speak, while the silence demanded an answer. โIโm not a student anymore,โ he corrected, almost under his breath. โItโsโฆitโs me. Summer. Summer Hemlock. Your new TA.โ He made himself look up, even if he didnโt raise his head, peeking at Iseya through the wreathing of smoke that made the man look like some strange and ghostly figure, this ethereal spirit swirled in mist and darkness. โHi, Professor Iseya. Hi.โ
Copyright ยฉ 2020 by Cole McCade



















