It's a little dusty in here but I'm going to try to clean it up and keep it that way.
The perfect place to start is a new release, and coincidentally, I have one!
Lazy Sundays was released on September 26, 2018!
The original Lazy Sundays was a free short story I wrote in 2011. I followed it up with a little sequel called Lazy Valentines.
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~~Of course, with a new release there's always a giveaway! I'm giving away an ebook copy, a paperback copy, and an Amazon gift card. Check it out at the end of the post.
Now here's an excerpt.
Now here's an excerpt.
And it hadn't been nearly as terrifying as he'd expected, at least not the whole time. There'd been excited screaming at first, followed by Scott losing his voice altogether and pressing himself as tight to Devon's back as was humanly possible. He'd totally felt Devon's chest-shaking laughter too. Jerk.
But it hadn't been terrible and he hadn’t died from fright or anxiety or careless driving. And the truth was, Scott felt exhilarated after—once he'd found his footing, his knees had remembered how to work, Devon helped him wrench the helmet off his squished brain, and he realized his partial erection didn't make him some kind of freak. Who knew being vibrated to within an inch of his life could also make him excited in the down there department.
It was a total win on Scott's short list of total wins. It did feel a bit like flying as Devon said, minus the actually leaving the ground and being stuck in a tin can for hours on end parts. Scott had never been on an airplane, and luckily, riding behind Devon didn't make Scott want to throw-up like just the thought of getting in an airplane did.
But Scott had found enough courage to lift his head once, wanting to feel the wind in his hair like he saw in all the movies. Of course, Devon had the hair for that, not Scott, and the facemask totally blew that idea out of the water. He'd contemplated trying to flip the mask up like Devon had done, but that would have required relinquishing his white-knuckled hold on his driver. Plus, he had a vivid image of falling off the bike because of a silly need to have a little breeze in his face.
He tried resting his chin on Devon's shoulder and opening his eyes to get the full effect. But the full effect had involved being instantly assaulted by dizziness so he surmised the original plan of staying snuggled close against Devon, arms wrapped as tightly as he liked, was far better and safer. So he'd concentrated on the intoxicating smell of fresh leather, and even with his face shielded, Devon's scent had soothed and made him more comfortable. It was ridiculous but apparently effective.
And Devon was proud of him. He'd actually said the words. "Proud of you, sweetheart." Scott was positive no one had ever said that to him with or without the sweet endearment, but at the same time, he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about it or even how he should act when someone offered such praise. It was foreign to him except in terms of doing a good job at work, but that was so completely different.
Devon being proud of Scott oddly made his whole life seem worthwhile. It sounded dramatic and totally messed up even as he thought it, yet it made his insides wiggle and his heart flare against his ribs. Suddenly he understood all the sappy references to love changes everything because Scott felt like a changed man. At least until he stumbled over his own feet and ended up ass-first on the sidewalk.
"Shit," Devon said, crouching beside Scott. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were still dizzy."
Scott scoffed at him unintentionally. "I wasn't. Tripped over my own feet. How proud are you of that, Dev?"
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September 26, 2018
Scott Weston’s car is sensible, his suits are bland, and his job is stable but boring. Mundane routine helps keep his anxiety and obsessive tendencies under control. Socializing—especially dating—isn’t on his list of strong skills either, and, made worse with the echoes of his disapproving mother. So he’s content to stay at home with his lists and cleaning and wildlife documentaries, until a one-night stand goes unexpectedly right.
History has taught Devon DuCaine that dating can be uncomfortable, but there’s just something about Scott. He may be the opposite of Devon’s own long-haired, tattooed, free-wheeling spirit but he brings out the nurturer in Devon. Maybe it’s Scott’s surprising fascination with Devon’s motorcycle, or his shy surprise in moments of affection, but there’s more under those sensible suits than meets the eye. The most important person in Devon’s life, his mom, taught him love and compassion and that’s all he wants to share that with Scott.
Their one-night stand turns into a regular thing, but Scott doesn’t trust it to last. He’s pretty sure Devon is hiding something. He’s even more sure that once Devon gets to know him, the attraction will fade. And then there’s his mother. However many sparks fly between them, Devon will have his work cut out to convince Scott they can have their happily ever after.
(This book was first published as 2 short stories, but this new version has double the content from the originals.)
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Hi K-lee! Welcome back!!! I enjoyed both stories when they were first released so I can't wait to read more. Hard to believe it's been that many years ago. Time flies...lol.ReplyDelete
I really enjoy opposites attract romances because I like to see how the couples are able to make their relationship work despite their differences...overcoming obstacles for love. :)
I just love Devon and Scott.These too are sooo together and I can’t wait to catch up with them again.ReplyDelete
Sounds like a warm intimate story. Human touch and connection is specialReplyDelete
I enjoy opposites attract stories. It makes for some great differences.ReplyDelete
Wow. These two are about as opposite as you can get, but I bet the sparks really fly between them!ReplyDelete
I enjoyed how you expanded the story. I love opposite attract< it feels more real to meReplyDelete
I just love opposite attract because it is very real life and just that much more enjoyable.ReplyDelete
I like how things can work out even though people don't have a lot in common.ReplyDelete