Book Name: Stuck on Rewind
Release
Date: March 15, 2016
Blurb:
Ashton has been in love with his best friend for
years, watching him grow from a pretty high school boy to the gorgeous erotic
dancer at the club where they both work. The problem is that Lance enjoys the
attention of a variety of men while Ashton wants him for his very own.
After a day spent denying his attraction for Lance,
standing by while their friend Trey openly flirts with him, Ashton decides it’s
time to make his move or risk losing his man forever. Once Lance knows how he
feels, he’ll realize they should be together. Or is it already too late?
Pages or Words: 10,308 words
Categories: Contemporary, Erotic, Gay
Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance
Excerpt:
“Fuck!” Ashton shouted in a mixture of anger and
ecstasy as Lance swallowed again, then let Ashton’s softening cock slip from
between his perfect lips. Ashton leaned on his elbows, his chest heaving while
he caught his breath. With a last kiss on his thigh, Lance climbed off the bed,
sleek-limbed and graceful, and walked to the dresser with a sassy sway of his
hips.
Ashton stared after him and groaned, not sure if he
wanted to pull his friend’s ass back into his arms or punch him in the face. It
would be incredible to wake up with Lance every morning and make love to him.
But he sternly reminded himself that they were only friends and Lance needed to
stop climbing into his bed at night uninvited.
“You do remember you have a bed of your own?” he
asked, more sharply than he’d intended.
Lance gave him a smirk over his shoulder, making a
show of licking the last of Ashton’s spunk off his swollen lips. “You told me
to wake you at seven.”
“I didn’t mean… Oh hell.” Ashton fell back on the
pillows and threw an arm over his eyes. He swore in exasperation when the
mattress dipped and Lance’s familiar scent surrounded him. “Damn it—”
Soft fingers touched his mouth. “Don’t be mad, baby. I
didn’t mean anything.”
Ashton peered at him through the dark curls that had
flopped into his eyes. The guy looked positively forlorn, and Ashton sat up,
giving him a one-armed hug. “I’m not mad. But you don’t need to keep doing
that, either. You’re my friend!” He kissed Lance’s cheek, the velvet skin warm
with a blush. “You make a terrific roommate, and I like the company.”
“And I like you.” Lance walked his fingers up Ashton’s
leg.
Ashton laughed and shooed the hand away, but couldn’t
help staring at the enticing evidence of his friend’s arousal between his legs.
“Can I take care of that for you?”
“Not at all.” Lance stood up, waving off Ashton’s
offer. “I’ll deal with it in the shower. You have to save your attentions for
Mister Man.”
“Who are you talking about…? Wait!” Ashton rolled off
the bed and trotted after Lance as he crossed the apartment.
Lance giggled, slipping behind the bathroom door but
holding it cracked open an inch. He smiled at Ashton with his pouty, kissable
lips. “You know, the boss. Mister Kent.”
“I’m not saving myself for—”
Ashton blinked at the closed door. Why in the world
would Lance think he was interested in his boss? Sure, the man was handsome as
sin, but he was also an egomaniac and tyrant. Why only yesterday, he’d…
Hot blood scorched Ashton’s neck and face, his arm
tingling where Morgan Kent had gripped it, towering over him. The man had bent
to his ear, swamping Ashton’s senses with subtle cologne and a hint of sweat as
he’d whispered, “If you can’t type a simple letter without mistakes, I’ll find
a secretary who can.” He’d tightened his hand almost painfully on Ashton’s arm.
“Or maybe I should just bend you over this desk and smack your ass for each
mistake?”
Ashton’s dick jumped at the memory. He told it sternly
to behave. “We’re not falling for that bastard. We’ll stick with the sweet boys
at the club and call it good.”
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Meet the author:
Dianne grew up in one of the older homes in the middle
of Los Angeles, a place of hardwood floors and secret closets and back
staircases. A house where ghosts lurk in the basement and the faces in the
paintings watch you walk up the front stairs. Rooms where you keep the closet
doors closed tight at night. It’s where her love of the mysterious and
wonderful came from.
Dianne now lives in the beautiful Willamette Valley of
Oregon with her incredibly patient husband, who puts up with the endless hours
she spends hunched over the keyboard letting her characters play. She says
Oregon’s raindrops are the perfect setting in which to write. There’s something
about being cooped up in the house with a fire crackling on the hearth and a
cup of hot coffee warming her hands, which kindles her imagination.
Currently, Dianne works as a floral designer in a
locally-owned gift shop. Which is the perfect job for her. When not writing,
she can express herself through the rich colors and textures of flowers and
foliage.
Interview:
Interview:
Thank you Man2ManTastic for hosting me
today!
Can
you tell us a bit about yourself and your writing?
At the moment I’m gazing at the flames
dancing in the fireplace and playing on Facebook while my husband listens to
music. It’s a lazy Sunday here in Oregon and I’m taking a break from working on
my latest WIP to chat with you. I mostly write in the m/m romance genre, everything
from sweet hook-ups to highly erotic encounters.
STUCK ON REWIND is
a contemporary romance about a man who loves his best friend but is afraid to
tell him and risk losing him forever.
Are
there any genres you prefer to write and if so, why?
I write in the m/m romance genre, though
not always erotic. And I always like to give my stories a little twist of the
paranormal or the psychological drama. I’ve always found the supernatural
intriguing and like to play that out in my stories. I chose to write in the m/m
genre simply because I seem to be able to relate to my men better than I can to
the female characters I write. Also, they’re just so damn sexy! What’s not to
love about an m/m romance?
Do characters and
stories just pop into your head, or do you take your time thinking about them?
I
would have to say it’s a little of both. For instance, I heard a song this
morning that was a trifle grim and sad, and a character suddenly came to mind,
along with a vague background and storyline. I’ll probably mull over this
person’s story while I finish other projects. In a few months, when I’m ready
to write his story, I should have it outlined in my head, complete with family
and friends, past and present, his likes, dislikes, hang-ups. Everything else
will fall into place as I get into the thick of it.
Do
you write often? Is it on a schedule, or whenever you feel like it?
I admit I write more often than my family
likes. But it’s hard when one works full time and tries to have family time
too. To help, I get up an hour earlier than I need to so I can write before
heading off to work. Then I’ll try to write for another couple of hours in the
evening when everyone’s gone to bed. I also use part of my day off to
write/promote, if I have the time.
If you were
stranded on a desert island, what three things (or people) would you want there
with you?
1. A
Kindle Fire with unlimited internet access.
2. A
cabana boy to bring me drinks.
3. A
comfortable hammock.
If
we’re talking reality:
1. A large
box of favorite books. (no batteries required)
2. A way
to make fire. (for warmth and atmosphere)
3. A
comfortable hammock.
What are your
writing and personal goals for 2016 and beyond?
For
personal goals, I’d like to attent a few more writing conferences. I really
enjoy meeting favorite authors, making connections, and learning something new.
Writing
goals: Finish my SHELTON novel and send that off. Rework my thriller, BIRTHDAY
PRESENTS, and submit it. I also have two short novellas I’d like to get back
to, and then maybe start another thriller I have in mind. Well, I actually have
three of these in mind, so will need to decide which one to start.
Where to find the author:
Publisher: Pride Publishing
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