Hola and a big smushy WELCOME to our LGBT event which is here for the month of May. We have reviews, Guest Posts, Top Ten List and lots and lots of prizes all with a LGBT theme. The posts will be indexed on the side and I do hope you hop through … I have been so lucky this year!
Today, we have a MM book promo post for you lovely people. The lovely Samantha Ann King is writing about her MM book waiting for Ty (which I have read and did enjoy). She is also giving away an eCopy of Waiting for Ty AND is donating her May proceeds for the book to the Human Rights Campaign.
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When my publicist suggested this blog idea and title, my first thought was, “‘Unlikely?’ Really? Am I weird?” In my experience, watching a college game is as emotional as reading a romance. In fact, Texas Aggies have a tradition. When the team scores, the fans score a kiss with their dates. (Helps release all that pent-up emotion!) It happens to be my favorite Aggie tradition. But in my M/M romance, Waiting for Ty, Ty and Landon aren’t Aggies. They’re Longhorns. And they’re not dating: they’re “just friends.” However, that doesn’t keep Landon from lusting.
Taking a long draw of his beer, he stared hard at the forty-two-inch flat screen and tried to follow the basketball game. That run this morning hadn’t done a damn thing to curb his libido. After five miles, the last thing on his mind should be sex. Well, maybe not the last thing, but it sure as hell shouldn’t be at the top. Maybe if he drained another couple of bottles he’d be numb, oblivious to his feelings for his best friend. Maybe then he’d be able to focus on the game.
Unfortunately, Ty’s fingers caught his attention. The man had the sexiest damn hands. Big, strong. Small white scars crisscrossed the backs, contrasting with his tanned skin. And Landon had memorized every single one.
Okay, so Landon’s not really focused on the game. Not yet, anyway. But when he gets there, and when the game’s over, he needs an outlet for all that adrenaline-fueled emotion. It’s a close game, and speaking from experience, close games are hot! So I couldn’t think of a better or more plausible way to push Ty and Landon past their fears and into each other’s arms. In fact, when I began writing their story, this is the first scene that came to me.
Thanks to the beer, Landon had a great buzz going. He was keeping up with the game better. It was close. Texas and Colorado exchanged leads several times. When the final horn sounded, Texas had the win by only two points.
Landon and Ty shouted, “Yeah!”
Jumping to his feet, Landon high-tenned Ty. As soon as their palms touched, Landon curled his fingers around his best friend’s. He didn’t think about it, didn’t plan it. He just did it.
Hands clasped above their heads, callused palm to callused palm, their gazes locked. Landon didn’t move, didn’t breathe, afraid to break the contact. The crowd’s cheers and the Longhorn band’s brass-heavy fight song merged to create distant white noise.
What if their team had lost? I suspect they’d have drowned their sorrows. Worse, I’d still be struggling to bring them together.
One commenter will win a copy of Waiting for Ty in one of the following formats: print, Kindle or Nook. The winner will be selected and posted here on May 11.
Tyler Coil doesn’t do men. But it’s harder to remember that each time he visits his best friend, gorgeous Landon Burke. As a political reporter, Ty is good at reading people, and he can tell the lust is mutual. But giving in to it could mean alienating his ultra-conservative family.
Landon never desired a man badly enough to explore that side of his sexuality—until he met Ty. He’s waited four long years for a sign that Ty wants him too, and he can’t deny his needs much longer. So when a career opportunity arises out-of-state, Landon wonders if maybe it’s time to move on.
Then Ty crashes at Landon’s while working on a story—and a searing kiss ignites a night of mind-blowing sex that’s better than their most erotic fantasies. Forced to face his feelings, Ty must decide if love is worth the risk after all—before he loses Landon forever.
About the Author
USA Today bestselling author Samantha Ann King was born and raised in Houston, Texas. After receiving her BBA in Finance from Texas A&M University and marrying her high school crush (notice she didn’t say sweetheart), Samantha relinquished her “native Texan” status and moved to Baton Rouge. She has called Albuquerque, New Mexico home since 1985. The mother of three has volunteered in the community as an advocate for children’s issues ranging from education to healthcare. In 2010, as her nest started to empty, she began writing erotic romance. Thanks to her win in Passionate Ink’s Stroke of Midnight Contest, Samantha signed her first publishing contract in 2011. Her first book was nominated for RT’s 2012 Reviewers’ Choice Award.
Samantha’s book have been translated into Hungarian and Italian and are available in audio format.
Learn more about Samantha at www.SamanthaAnnKing.com.