Love, Austen, Book 1
Releasing: March 15th
A man who acts before he thinks, a man who thinks before he acts, and the ensuing mishaps on the path to the ultimate love match.
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Emerett “Lake” Lakewood has a healthy ego and a flair for the dramatic. After losing his best friend to marriage—completely crushing his heart—he deems it prudent to distract himself, and what better way than playing cupid?
He’s already got his eye on two young men desperately seeking romance, and he has a plan to hook them up.
Reciting Shakespearean love declarations.
Lake is killing it. Love is positively pulsing in the air. Anyone could see it.
Well, anyone other than Knight, his best friend’s dad, who cautions Lake to stop meddling. To leave love to its natural course.
Lake has always valued Knight’s frankness, but this time he’s wrong. Without him, two hearts might be doomed never to find love.
Besides, what does Knight know about romance? He’s barely dated in all the seven years Lake’s known him. He’s clueless. Though, there’s a thought. Knight has everything going for him. Sensibility. Kindness. Generosity. And for a forty-four-year-old, he’s—objectively—freaking hot.
Why is he single?
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“. . . [T]here may be a hundred different ways of being in love.”
~ Jane Austen
And a hundred different ways not to recognize it.
Exclusive Cover Reveal Excerpt
Grinning, he leaped off the bed and swung open the bathroom door.
Light hit his eyes, and then blue tiled walls, and then Knight, one hand on the shower door, poised to enter.
Shocked stillness seized Lake; liquid-brown eyes met his, startled.
Lake blinked. “Whoa. I didn’t expect . . . so much skin.”
Knight looked down at himself. “I’m heading into the shower. I’m supposed to be naked.”
A weird laugh jittered out of Lake. He’d never seen Knight with a towel around his waist, let alone the gently muscled lines of his legs, the taut curve of his ass, the broadening planes of his back.
He was gorgeous. And half-hard, like maybe he’d been about to take care of himself during his shower. Lake’s feet curled, squealing against the floorboards. God, look away!
Lake gulped. “Sorry, I should have heard the water running.”
Knight tucked a towel around his waist. The scant cloth left one brawny thigh exposed. “Eye-contact and apologies generally go together.”
Lake jerked his gaze up Knight’s powerful body to his enviably calm expression. No shyness, no embarrassment. No humor either.
His eyes were anchored on Lake, reading his every movement—his every thought? Lake wanted to turn the pages for him.
Hope flickered in Knight’s eyes and zipped like a current between them.
Lake’s breath shortened, and his nipples and balls tightened. That was . . . that was really a sign how long it’d been since he’d been laid. Biological neediness and all that.
Neediness that was obvious, thanks to being shirtless and wearing stretch-fit jeans.
Horrified, Lake ranted, “Shouldn’t you be wrinkly?”
“Shouldn’t you be very wrinkly?”
Disbelieving laughter shot out of Knight. “Shouldn’t you be looking elsewhere?”
“I can’t. Oh my God, I’m checking you out.” Lake palmed his eyes and backed out of the bathroom. “Taylor will murder me. Don’t you dare tell him. I’ll never accidentally look at your insanely hot naked body again.”
“Careful, the dresser’s behind you.” Firm hands grasped Lake’s forearms, pulling him forward, the slide of his fingers rippling through him, electric.
Gently, Knight urged Lake’s hands from his eyes.
Their gazes met and Knight’s fingers tightened around the heels of his hands for an extended breath.
He let go and a curious ghost-like touch clung to Lake.
“What are you thinking?” Knight asked quietly.
He was close. So close, heat radiated from him.
Lake laughed, then swore. “Will this get awkward? I don’t want awkward with you.”
“It won’t get awkward.”
“Are you sure?” Lake pitched his voice to a whisper, “Because I didn’t want to look away.”
About the Author
I’m a big, BIG fan of slow-burn romances. I love to read and write stories with characters who slowly fall in love.
Some of my favorite tropes to read and write are: Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Clueless Guys, Bisexual, Pansexual, Demisexual, Oblivious MCs, Everyone (Else) Can See It, Slow Burn, Love Has No Boundaries.
I write a variety of stories, Contemporary MM Romances with a good dollop of emotion, Contemporary lighthearted MM Romances, and even a splash of fantasy.
My books have been translated into German, Italian, French, Spanish, and Thai.
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