Blog Tour Stop including Author Guest Post & Giveaway – The Wrong Man by Lane Hayes

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Book Name: The Wrong Man

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7125719.Lane_Hayes

Author Name: Lane Hayes

Author Bio: Lane Hayes is grateful to finally be doing what she loves best. Writing full time! It’s no secret Lane loves a good romance novel. An avid reader from an early age, she has always been drawn to a well-told love story with beautifully written characters. These days she prefers the leading roles both be men! Lane discovered the M/M genre a fews ago and was instantly hooked. Her first novel was a finalist in the 2013 Rainbow Awards and her third received an Honorable Mention in the 2014 Rainbow Awards. She loves travel, chocolate, and wine (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband and the coolest yellow lab ever in an almost empty nest.

Guest Post by Lane:

Hope & My Freedom of Speech

Unknown-4The events of last week in Paris bother me more than I can possibly say.  It is difficult to process the horrid murders of innocent people whose only crime was speaking (through cartoon) their point of view.  The scope of evil in the world is at times unfathomable.  I suppose it’s why I love fiction.  I want to lose myself in pretty stories with beautiful endings full of hope and love.  Ruthless killing in the name of religion versus a well written romance celebrating the miracle of love?  Easy choice.

I don’t just read love stories, I write them.  And I don’t write mainstream romance, I write MM.  I am very aware there are many who might not “approve” of my subject matter, but I don’t care.  I write what I do because I feel passionately about LGBT equality.  I’m not interested in refuting anyone’s view on religion or politics.  I understand there are many factors dictating an individual’s belief system.  If it works for you, fabulous.  You’re a Republican, I’m a Democrat.  So what?  However, I don’t feel quite so nonchalantly about LGBT equality or freedom of speech.

I am a proud parent of a gay young man.  It is my duty to stand tall and proud with my son.  To demand he be treated fairly and live a beautiful life free of prejudice.  One way I feel I can support him is through writing.  When I write a love story between two men, my goal is that my words carry a message of hope. The more people who are made aware of the beauty of love regardless of sex or skin color, the closer we are to acceptance.  Not everyone will agree.  Not everyone will read these stories, but the fact is… many will.  They may dissect characters and decide they like one story over another but who cares?  A dialogue has been opened.  My words are published alongside others whose stories are different but carry that same message of hope.

In the words of Harvey Milk, “Hope will never be silent.” Silence is death, while complacency is only a slower killer.  Fear cannot win where there is hope.  I truly believe this.  The senseless gruesome killings at Charlie Hebdo last week were meant to silence free speech and incite fear.  Hope speaks louder.  It moves forward and embraces change.  It respects boundaries where needed and breaks through those whose time has come.

I am only a writer, a mother, a wife.  A single voice in a vast, wide world filled with too much hate, violence and vitriol.  But somehow, I’m crazy enough to think my voice matters.  Somehow, I want to encourage others who agree that every human life matters regardless of whether you’re gay, straight, bi or trans, to raise their voice in whatever way they are able to support the rights of those who live in fear.  I am a vigilant parent.  I won’t accept that my son isn’t worthy.  I won’t accept that he shouldn’t have the same rights as his brother and sister.  I won’t accept that he should ever lose sight of his place in this world or that he should lose hope.  Not if hope can lead to a beautiful and promising tomorrow.

So I write.

Where you can find Lane:

Website: https://lanehayes.wordpress.com/

Facebook: LaneHayesauthor

Twitter: @LaneHayes3

E-mail: mailto:lanehayes@ymail.com

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Aaron Anderson

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Blurb(s):

Successful owner of an upscale boutique in fabulous West Hollywood, Brandon Good swears by his personal edict to “live in the present.” After a bad break-up, he agrees to dog sit to keep his mind off his ex. Never did he expect the dog to belong a man from his past, the only man to ever truly break his heart.

When Jake Westley relocates to join the WeHo fire department, the last thing he anticipates is reuniting with his secret high school love. Thrilled with the prospect of reconnecting with Bran, Jake feels no guilt in using his charming old dog as an unwitting matchmaker. As they rekindle their friendship, it becomes clear the intense attraction they once felt is stronger than ever. But as hard as they try to leave the past behind, painful memories resurface. Bran will have to confront his fears and consider the possibility that the man he swore was absolutely the wrong one might be perfect after all.

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, Humor, M/M Romance, Romance

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Excerpt:

Again, I questioned my sanity. Something was odd in my world for sure. My heart was beating double time when he finally turned onto my street. A quick escape was my best bet. I had my fingers wrapped around the car door handle and was ready to rip my

other hand from his grasp when he slowed down. He must have sensed my intent to bolt, because he held on to me until I was forced to give him a “what the fuck?” look.

 

“Let me walk you to your door.”

 

“Jake, let’s not do this. Please. I really don’t want this evening to get any weirder than it already has been. Thank you for tonight. For dinner and pretending to—”

 

“Hey, nothing is weird here. It’s dark, and I’m walking you to your door—”

 

“I’m a big boy. I’ve got this.” I detached my hand from his grip and opened the door.

 

“Thanks again.”

 

When I reached the sidewalk, he was waiting for me. The man obviously was hard of hearing.

 

“You are stubborn.” I gave him my best evil eye before I trudged up the path ahead of him.

 

“Me? You’re the difficult one. I’m trying to be nice—”

 

“You don’t have to prove you’re nice to me. I get it. That doesn’t mean—suit yourself.”

 

“Humor me.”

 

I fished my key from my pocket as I approached the well-lit front porch.

 

“Here I am, safe and sound. No need for worry,” I said flippantly as I turned to Jake.

 

“You ca—”

 

I swallowed my words. He was closer than I expected. Much closer. I felt the warmth from his body but wasn’t prepared for the hunger I saw in his eyes. I licked my bottom lip nervously. I knew what was going to happen, and though I wasn’t sure it was a good idea, I wasn’t going to stop him. He bent slightly and brushed his nose against mine. I felt his breath on my lips as I waited for him to close the distance between us. Neither of us moved. He smelled delicious, that intoxicating combination of soap and a hint of musky cologne I’d noticed the morning he hugged me in my kitchen. I could have happily buried my nose in his shirt or in the curve where his neck met his shoulders. I closed my eyes and leaned in the tiniest bit closer, expecting him to take over. He still didn’t move.

 

“Aren’t you going to ki—”

And then he pounced. He crashed his mouth over mine and snaked his arms around my waist, fusing our bodies together. His hands traveled up and down my back while he licked a sensual line across the seam of my lips, requesting entry. I heard myself moan as his tongue danced and collided with mine in a lustful assault. I arched into him instinctively. Jake lowered his hands to my ass, drawing me in tightly as he thrust his hips forward. The friction was hot, and his demanding kisses had my head reeling. This was nothing like our frantic make-out sessions years ago.

 

Just as that errant thought surfaced to remind me whom I was grinding against like a teenager on my front porch, Jake turned his full attention to my mouth. I was painfully hard, but he was right. We shouldn’t be doing any of this. But I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I bit at his jaw and then licked my way to his ear, flicking the lobe gently with my tongue until I felt his teeth at my neck. I made a strangled sound and went limp in his arms. He was overpowering in a subtle, almost unexpected way. I was two seconds away from ripping his shirt when a car went down my street blaring hip-hop music at an obscene volume. I pulled away and rested my forehead against his shoulder. We stood quietly catching our breath for a moment.

 

Then Jake pressed a soft kiss on my cheek and stepped away. “Good night, Bran. Thank you for… well, just thank you. I’ll see you soon.”

 

I stared after him like an idiot, watching him open his door and start the SUV. I heard the familiar hum of distant traffic and smelled the fragrant sweet star jasmine from my neighbor’s garden. Everything looked and seemed to be in place, but something was different.


Pages or Words: 220 Pages

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4-Mar

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