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Something Undeniable (Split Rock Ranch Series, Book 1) by Rory Maxwell: RB, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway

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Micah Avery has called Split Rock Ranch home for most of his life—it’s one of the few places he can be totally himself without worry or judgment. The ranch, the horses, and the people are Micah’s future, and he couldn’t be happier. The fact that it’s also home to the ranch manager he’s determined to marry one day is icing on the cake . . . all he needs is for Ryan to notice him.

Ryan Astor came to Split Rock Ranch at a time when he was desperate to start over. It was just supposed to be a stop on the road, but instead he found a home and a family—that family includes Micah, the sweet kid who’s been the ranch mascot since before he was tall enough to see over the stall doors. Ryan’s finally found his place, and he can’t imagine wanting anything to change.

Then little Micah Avery grows up. And Ryan’s suddenly confronted with a whole mess of feelings and desires he never expected. Now he needs to decide if he can give in to what they both want without jeopardizing everything they have.

Something Undeniable is a slow-burn, 37k-word novella with an age gap, mutual pining, and plenty of heat. It’s the first book in the Split Rock Ranch series, but can be read as a stand-alone story.

Title: Something Undeniable
Authors: Rory Maxwell
Length: 37K
Series: Split Rock Ranch Series, Book 1
Genre: Contemporary, horse ranch romance.
Tropes: slow burn, age gap, mutual pining, found family, horse ranch.
Content: pre-story parental death.

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Ryan was going to hell.

He gripped the table in front of him as the door closed and Micah’s footsteps retreated down the stairs. Little Micah Avery—who had practically been Ryan’s shadow since he was a gangly teenager—had grown up. How the fuck did he miss that?

He scrubbed a hand over his face, trying to banish the memory of drenched cotton clinging to defined muscle, of broad shoulders that tapered to a narrow waist, and the surprisingly large bulge in wet jeans. Micah had looked good. Beyond good. Before Ryan’s brain could register what was happening, his shocked disbelief had flipped to heat…and want.

He’d escaped the room as quickly as possible to grab a towel and calm himself the hell down. He’d returned in time to see Micah drag the shirt over his head, revealing tight pink nipples, the cut vee of his abs, and a dusting of chest hair leading to a perfectly lickable happy trail. Ryan’s mouth had dried up instantly. As soon as he’d realized he was staring he turned away, but it was too late. The image was seared into his brain.

Objectively, he’d always known the kid was good-looking and would probably grow up to be attractive. He had nice features and his father was a handsome guy. None of that had prepared Ryan for proof of said growing up to be stripping in his living room. The goofball teen who flailed, joked, and tripped over thin air had somehow become a young man with a perfect body, a wicked grin, and a generous mouth that Ryan was suddenly struggling not to picture in compromising situations.

Out of sheer self-preservation, Ryan had kept his back turned while Micah redressed and asked about using the washer. He hadn’t been able to make himself turn back. He’d probably looked and sounded like an asshole—especially with that dig about the guests being here soon—but he’d been too worried Micah would see his face and get the wrong idea. The last thing either of them needed was to complicate their friendship.

Micah Avery was one hundred percent off-limits, and Ryan had no intention of changing the status quo.

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Rory Maxwell discovered romance novels on her mom’s bookshelf when she was probably too young to be reading them—the reward for being a nosy kid with great reading comprehension. The magic of a dial-up internet connection led her to the wonderful world of MM fanfiction a few years later and she fell love with the genre. In 2019 she woke up with a plot bunny, opened a word doc, and started trying to figure out how this writing stuff worked.

Rory grew up outside of Washington, DC, moved away, and then came back for reasons she doesn’t fully understand. An artist and writer, she always has too many exciting ideas and not nearly enough free time. One day, she hopes to escape to the mountains and open an LGBTQIA+ friendly bed and breakfast where she can work from home and write as much as she wants. In the meantime, she splits her time between her day job and writing MM romance with endearing characters, lots of feels, plenty of heat, and a dash of kink.

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About Last Night by Aimee Nicole Walker: RB, Exclusive Excerpt, New Release Review and Giveaway

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The bicurious cop and his sharp-dressed man…

Detective Christopher “Topher” Carnegie is unlucky in love. He either tries too hard, doesn’t try hard enough, or hasn’t found the right person yet. But recently, he’s started seeing Julian Fine, his sister’s best friend, in a new light. If there’s one thing a fabulous tailor knows, it’s how to take a person’s measure. Julian recognizes a straight man when he sees one, but that doesn’t stop him from falling head over heels for the unattainable man.

Just a few short days and one shared bed…

When a white lie backs Julian into a corner, Topher steps in to save the day. He’s worked plenty of undercover assignments before, but pretending to be Julian’s boyfriend during a family wedding might be his most dangerous mission yet. Julian challenges everything Christopher knows about himself, and soon, reaching for each other feels as natural as breathing. But can their newfound feelings survive the real-world challenges they face? There’s only one way to find out.

About Last Night is a low-angst standalone romance within the author’s Savannah universe.

This book contains mature content and is intended for adults.

Title: About Last Night
Authors: Aimee Nicole Walker
Length: 65K
Series: Standalone in Walker’s Savannah Universe
Genre: Contemporary.
Tropes: sister’s best friend, forced proximity, bi-awakening, and fake boyfriend.

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I bolted upright. “Are you hurt?”

“Nah,” he said, waving me off. “I just had an incident with the ground tonight, and my shoulder is stiff.”

I scooted back deeper on the couch, spread my legs, and patted my thighs. “Let me see if I can ease some tension for you.”

Christopher gave me a tentative smile and shook his head slightly. “I’m okay.”

“Take him up on his offer if you’re hurting, Toph,” Harper said as she returned her attention to the drama on the TV. “He has magic hands.”

“Words I never want to hear my sister say again,” Christopher said.

I lifted my hands and studied them as if seeing them for the first time. “They look pretty average to me,” I said.

Harper snorted. “Magic. Capital M.”

I waggled my brows at Christopher, then patted my thighs once more. He smiled and shook his head, even as he eased off the couch and scooted over to sit between my feet. Christ, his shoulders were broad. I had to spread a little wider to make room for him.

I looked at my ordinary hands once more. Please don’t fail me now. I gently placed them on Christopher’s shoulders and noted the tension tightening his body. Was it from being so close to me, or was he in more pain than he was letting on? I carefully pushed my fingers into the meaty part of his shoulder. “Tell me where you need me most,” I said, moving my thumbs around to probe the areas.

“Warmer,” he said when I moved lower. “Maybe both hands on my left shoulder since that’s where I hurt most.”

I move my right hand over and used both thumbs to dig into each new knot I discovered.

“Oh!” Christopher said, his entire body stiffening.

I stilled. “Oh or ow?”

“Maybe both,” he said. “I want to pull away and lean into your touch at the same time.”

Harper snorted. “I’m getting grossed out.”

“Yeah,” Christopher said, “and I didn’t like hearing your headboard banging against my wall when you had a visitor on Saturday night.”

Harper’s face flushed red, and she narrowed her eyes. “You were supposed to be on a date.”

Trying to head off a fight, I adjusted my pressure and said, “How’s this?”

Christopher let out the sluttiest moan I’d ever heard. “Holy fuck, that feels good. God, give me more.” I pushed a little deeper into the knot and worked it until the muscle relaxed. “Magic hands, indeed. Not just a capital M. All caps and bold print.”

I leaned closer to his ear. “But not underlined?”

Christopher’s head fell back onto the couch cushion between my legs, and he stared up into my eyes. “Double underline,” he said huskily, then closed his eyes. “Please don’t stop.”

“Seriously, should I go to my room?” Harper asked.

“Yes,” Christopher replied while I said, “No.”

This story was so fun for many reasons. Topher is a detective working with Sawyer Key at the Savannah PD. So it’s a character we know but who is finally getting his story. Because of that, we get SOME Locke and Key interaction, but not a lot. This is not their story.

Another reason is the seamless way Julian’s story, starting with when he moves to Savannah, is told and then there is a 3 year time jump. In a short time we get to know him, his new bff Harper, where they live and most of Harper’s family. Including her brother Topher. Julian flirts with Topher starting at their first meeting. And never stopping. Even though Topher is straight. And his best friend’s brother. But that is just who Julian is. Out, loud, proud and doesn’t hold back. Even though he does curtail his flirting while Christopher is in relationships. Plural. Because they never last.

Instead of various mysteries and cold cases, this book gives us a story about just the two men. I mean, mostly. There’s a wedding and an ex boyfriend and lots of family members. But the main story is Julian and Topher falling in love with each other. Julian realizing that his dream man is really that dreamy as a boyfriend. And Topher realizing that he’s not nearly as straight as he thought.

There was never that “don’t use me as an experiment” thing or “you should try out other guys”. I hate that plot device. No one was out to prove anything because how they felt for each other was obvious. And of course it was obvious to EVERYONE ELSE besides them for a long time.

Savannah to Atlanta and back and Julian does a full circle with Topher right there with him.

It was swoony and sexy and funny and I loved it.

4 pieces of eye candy

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Ever since she was a little girl, Aimee Nicole Walker entertained herself with stories that popped into her head. Now she gets paid to tell those stories to other people. She wears many titles—wife, mom, and animal lover are just a few of them. Her absolute favorite title is champion of the happily ever after. Love inspires everything she does, music keeps her sane, and coffee is the magic elixir that fuels her day.

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Haydn (BAR 28, Book 5) by JJ Harper: Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway

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Haydn
I’ll never find a boyfriend. Who would want me? I’m too shy, too geeky, too ugly. And I carry a truckload of baggage.

A few hookups, some quick groping in the dark, is all I’ve had, but I want more.

A man who takes over the reins every now and then. A man who tells me what to do and takes care of me.

Jonas is the man I’ve dreamt about. Quiet and funny, kind to patrons and staff alike. When his voice turns to steel, all I want to do is drop to my knees before him.

Too bad he’s my boss. No way would he be interested in me. And even if he is, can I trust him with my past?

Jonas
I’ve given up on finding my man. My brothers found their happily ever after, and I’m happy for them. But it’s not in the cards for me. Believe me. I’ve tried. I’ve had boyfriends, but as soon as my instinct to control kicks in, they broke up with me.

One look at Haydn and I know he’s the one for me. A ray of sunshine, bubbling with energy, and so eager to please.

He has secrets he’s not willing to share. I’m a patient man, though. I’ve waited thirty-six years for the perfect man. I can wait until he trusts me and opens up to me.

Haydn is an MM romance featuring hurt/comfort, low angst, instant attraction, a bubbly geeky boy, and a man who likes to be in control. It’s book 5 in the BAR 28 series, but it can be read as a stand-alone. This book is based in the UK and is written in British English.

Title: Haydn
Authors: JJ Harper
Length: 72K
Series: BAR 28, Book 5 (other books also available for review)
Genre: Contemporary.
Tropes: hurt/comfort workplace romance, low angst, instant attraction, nerd/boss.

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“Will you come inside for a moment?” There I’d said it. Now I had to find the strength to tell him and show him what had happened to me. Kieran was away for the night, which gave me the peace and quiet I needed.

Jonas looked surprised but nodded. “If you’re sure, then yes, I’d love to.”

I unbuckled my seat belt and opened my door. His car door clicked shut. Then footsteps thudded on the pavement. I could do this. If I wanted any chance of a relationship with this gorgeous man, I needed to swallow my fear of how he would react.

“I’ll leave if it gets too much for you.” He spoke quietly and touched my elbow, just a brush, but it bolstered me.

I felt stronger, braver. He understood me. I wanted him here with me, in my own space.

Inside, I went straight to the staircase. I had my own living quarters. Kieran and I got on brilliantly, but we didn’t live in each other’s pockets.

Without hesitation, I opened the door to the living room and let him walk in first. Would he love it as much as I did? It was a converted bedroom and had just enough space for the large sofa I’d found on eBay. The purple velvet was very regal and utterly ridiculous. I’d found the oak coffee table and faux Tiffany lamps in charity shops. They shouldn’t go together, but they fit. Over the years, I had made this place my own little haven by adding throw pillows, kitsch picture frames, and colourful glass bottles. I loved browsing at markets and car boot sales for the best bargains. Hence my bookcase full of books. My pride and joy was the collection of cellophane-wrapped comic books given to me when I was eleven. Some of them were first editions and worth a lot of money. Would he think keeping them was childish?

Jonas had moved around, taking it all in. He felt so right here. His hand found mine, and he entwined his fingers with mine. “This is a gorgeous room. Very you.”

“I’m going to take that as a compliment.”

“Good, it is one. This room is intriguing, welcoming, and fun. Just like you.” He squeezed my hand.

“Would you like a drink? I’ve got tea, coffee, water, diet Coke, or beer.” Now he was here, flutters stirred in my belly again. I needed to start the conversation, but it was difficult.

“I’m good for now, thanks.”

“Okay, so why don’t we sit down, and I’ll get to the point.” I waited until he sat in the corner of the sofa, then perched on the other end, balancing on the edge.

“Haydn, we don’t have to talk. You don’t need to explain yourself to me. I like you, and my feelings for you won’t stop with a story from your past. It can stay there for as long as you like. Forever if needs be.”

“That’s why I want to tell you because I like you too. We’ve only known each other for a few weeks, but if we have any chance at taking it further, you need to know. You don’t know everything about me, and what I’m about to share with you could change how you feel about me or if there could be an us. I promise I won’t be offended if you only want to be friends with me.”.                                    .

You will normally find her in the living room—typing away—with her wayward puppy, Siddiqi. As a hopeless romantic, JJ dives into her stories, always falling in love with her men, making sure they get the happy-ever-after they deserve, even if they do have to work hard for it.
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Part Time Daddy by B. Harmony: RB, Exclusive Excerpt, New Release Review and Giveaway

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Exhausted, overworked, underpaid, and for damn sure underappreciated.

Struggling to find a balance between the career I’ve always wanted and the desire to have someone to take care of me, I agree to join an exclusive event at The Garden.

A couple of hours to let go with Dean Nash, the Daddy of my dreams, then it’s back to the grind.

As head of security at The Garden, I’m content with my single life.

When my boss calls in a favor, I reluctantly agree, knowing a few hours of play won’t mean anything. Until I lock eyes with an exhausted boy across the room and every instinct calls me to protect the boy from falling asleep on his feet.

Tanner Morgan checks all my boxes, though I’ve sworn no one ever could.

When we’re tossed into each other’s paths weeks after our one night together…

I offer to show Tanner there can be enough space in his life for a part-time Daddy. A caregiver without expectation of a relationship, feelings, or promises he can’t keep.

Falling in love isn’t part of the agreement, no matter how perfectly we fit together.

Title: Part-Time Daddy
Authors: B. Harmony
Length: 51K
Series: Standalone
Genre: Contemporary, BDSM, Kink, Daddy/Boy – some age play.
Tropes: Age-gap, Daddy kink, sworn-off relationships, somewhat of a slow burn.

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This is the most confusing situation I’ve ever been in. Tanner’s slick hands dig into my back with strength I wouldn’t have guessed him capable of. Each twist of his fingers and knuckles works through my knots and sore muscles—ones I didn’t realize I had. My body melts into a puddle of mush, one square inch at a time.

Except for one particularly firm spot between my legs. While Tanner does his level best to work my muscles into submission, his erection slides against my ass. His bare chest brushes my lower back as he stretches to reach my neck and shoulders. My dick woke up the second my boy stripped for me and hasn’t done anything but grow thicker and needier for him with each touch.

See what I mean? Confusing as hell.

Have I ever been so horny and so relaxed at the same time?

No.

Any other time, I would have flipped us over, pinned Tanner between my body and the couch, and fucked him into oblivion. Which, to be fair, is still top of my mind, but I’m loath to ask him to stop.

It feels too fucking good.

“You’re so tight here,” Tanner murmurs, digging into a painful spot on my right shoulder.

A groan escapes. “It hurts so good.”

Tanner lets out a breathless laugh, sliding away from the tender spot to run his hands over my arms. “How are you feeling, Daddy?”

“Like Jell-O.”

Tanner pokes a finger at my middle. “There isn’t a jiggly spot on you,” he says around a giggle. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”

Tanner’s dick drags over my ass as he slides backward, his hands drifting to my lower back. Those talented fingers of his trace over the area, kneading closer to the swells of my ass. I bite my lips to stifle a smile at Tanner’s hesitant exploration, his fingers testing the limits of my ass and crack.

I’ve never been much of a bottom per se, but I enjoy an occasional finger or two. It’s cute how he’s quietly testing my limits.

On a rather brave pass, Tanner’s hands run the full expanse of my cheeks, spreading slightly to allow a single soft digit to run up the length of my seam. The fingertip is nothing more than a featherlight caress, glancing over my pucker. Yet, it’s enough to have the smallest moan float out of my chest, my erection swelling painfully against the towel I’m lying on.

“Oh,” Tanner says breathily.

“Does this still count as a massage?”

Since I’ve not ready anything before by this author, I was going in blind as to what to expect, except that the author’s bio says “mostly sweet”…which I was not expecting to be honest with this book. First, it’s Daddy kink, with a large age gap. Second, many books on the BDSM spectrum tend to be sex heavy (which I don’t mind!)…so how could a Daddy/boy book be sweet. Well, this author managed it, and I FLOVED it!

Dean was the ultimate sweet Daddy. He took care of his boy who was spiraling out of control. He gave him time to be a little, gave him a regimented schedule, food that wasn’t a granola bar, even had the cutest nickname for Tanner’s little. Oh my gosh! My heart! Dean never wanted a relationship, yet almost immediately he wanted Tanner to be his person.

Meanwhile, Tanner had zero time to be little, was overworked with no way out, no one to take care of him, and no time to have a relationship with someone. So, his bidding on Dean at the auction was out of character, but just what he needed, a night to be little, and have all his decisions just taken from him. And their relationship evolved from there.

Sex for these two happened, but honestly as was very appropriate for their “part-time” relationship, it took time. It happens very late in the book, and that was exactly where it belonged. This book was heavy on relationships, both with Daddy and his baby bat, as well as Dean’s with his friends at The Garden. All that moved the story forward, and made this a book that I just couldn’t put down.

Definitely recommend this one, if you are good with a cinnamon roll Daddy, a very tense boy, and all the toys. 🙂

4.5 pieces of eye candy

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B. Harmony is an MM romance author with a penchant for writing about boys who kiss boys, rock music, and headbanging. Pretty obvious with the last name Harmony, right?
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Making Waves (Franklin U Series, Book 7) by Christina Lee: RB, Exclusive Excerpt, and New Release Review

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Alex Larsen

Remy Duval was my high school crush and secret first kiss, but he’s also so much more. A painter, a tattoo artist, my best friend’s older brother…and Bailey’s sworn enemy. It was easier to keep my distance the past two years, but now that Bailey and I are attending Franklin University with him, I’m only drawn to Remy more. I should be loyal to my best friend, focus on classes and swim team, but the more I see Remy around campus, the harder it becomes to stay away.

Remy Duval

My brother hates me, but that’s nothing new. I’ll take the fall for ruining our family if it means doing the right thing. But as soon as my brother and his best friend show up on campus, I know I’m in trouble. Alex is all grown up, and I can’t help wanting him, especially when he’s in those tiny swim briefs that emphasize everything.

One kiss leads to more, and before we know it, we’re tumbling into secret, no strings attached hookups. But who knew Alex would understand me in ways few others have? And I think, just maybe, I understand him too.

I keep telling myself it’s temporary. Alex doesn’t want to disappoint his best friend and after what my parents went through, I’m not looking to settle down. Making waves is nothing new but the further I fall, the more I drag Alex in the deep end with me.

Title: Making Waves
Authors: Christina Lee
Length: 65K
Series: Franklin U Series, Book 7
Genre: Contemporary.
Tropes: brother’s best friend, new adult, college, sports.

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“Would you mind holding mine too?” Jordan asked from behind Alex.

“What am I, a coatrack?” I huffed an overly exaggerated breath.

Alex bit back a grin. “If you don’t dance, that’s what you become.”

I shook my head and took Jordan’s jacket off his hands.

My eyes tracked Alex the whole way to the dance floor, where he lifted his arms in the air, closed his eyes, and took in the music. Fucking hell, I could watch him all night.

In the middle of the second song, Jordan stripped off his top, and to my utter amazement, Alex followed suit. He wiped his brow with the fabric, then hung the shirt around his neck. His smile was shy and his eyes hungry as they sought mine. My gaze panned from his hair to his chest, where his nipples stood prominent, either from the cool air hitting them or my admiring eyes. Alex dipped his head and turned away, giving me his back, and that ass…not at all a bad view.

Except it got better and a hell of a lot more interesting when both of them pushed down their pants to reveal their swim briefs underneath. “They draped the pants over their shoulders and kept dancing, receiving appreciative glances from every direction, and I was getting hot under the collar—or rather, Alex’s collar. Even Steve perked up and began dancing with Jordan, his hands as greedy as his eyes.

I waffled between staring openly at Alex and marching onto the dance floor to throw his jacket over his shoulders. Especially when there were more hands and eyes on him as a result, like sharks circling the waters. Alex was eating it up, though, even as his skin flushed pink and his eyes kept darting in my direction every other second to check that I was watching him.

Once the song ended, Alex was winded, his neck rosy red, and he could barely meet my eyes as he slipped his pants back on but kept his shirt hanging around his neck. He left the dance floor alone and made a beeline toward me.

Some angst! Be still my heart! Ok, the angst was meh…

Best friend’s brother, bi awakening. The angst comes from Remy telling his mother that his father has been cheating. Of course that leads to divorce, but Remy’s brother thinks Remy destroyed the family.

Alex is the best friend of Remy’s brother, Bailey, and had a one night thing with Remy 2 years ago. Now that they are all at the same college, Alex is torn between being a good friend to Bailey and following his feelings for Remy.

Listen, Bailey needed a smack upside the head. Like what a whiny little brat! I’m surprised that his mother put up with it. But because Bailey is still mad at Remy, Alex and Remy have to hide and keep their friends with benefits on the down low.

The book was ok. Bailey took up too much page time being a brat and it detracted from the romance between Remy and Alex. And as much as I try to suspend reality when reading but for Remy to be a tattoo artist without going through years of training bugged me.

I appreciated that Alex and Bailey were involved in a different sport (swimming) instead of football or baseball, the usual ones. But for all the talk of their schedules, they made time to have social lives.

Just a bit lacking for me…

3 pieces of eye candy

Once upon a time, Christina Lee was a wardrobe stylist in New York City. She spent her days schlepping clothes, hailing cabs, and on the hunt for the perfect lip gloss, which became a bit of an addiction—along with books and coffee. You could always find her perched in a corner booth of a favorite diner sipping a dark roast and reading.

She currently lives in the Midwest with her husband and son—her two favorite guys. She’s been a clinical social worker and a special education teacher and while very rewarding, they still didn’t feel like an exact fit. It wasn’t until she began writing a weekly column for the local newspaper that the bells went off in her head. She could finally draw from her real-life experiences and vivid imagination to write fiction—and she’s never looked back.

Christina writes romance in different sub-genres, but mostly with LGBTQ characters because representation matters and everyone deserves a happily-ever-after.

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Learning Curve (Franklin U Book 6) by N.R. Walker: RB, Exclusive Excerpt, Release Day Review and Giveaway

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Cobey Green
There I was, moving into the dorms at Franklin U and not into the shared party house I’d lived in my freshman year. Last year had been all about football and parties, not schoolwork. Which was why my grades tanked. Why I was one failed class away from being kicked off the team.
Why I needed to live on campus and find myself a tutor.
Funny that my new roommate just happens to be a tutor. Funny that he’s oblivious to how hot he is. For a smart guy, he’s pretty clueless. Maybe I could tutor him in how to be more outgoing in exchange for help with calculus? I could teach him how to talk to people, how to make new friends. Hell, maybe I could even help him punch his V card.
Actually, now that I think about it… that’s a really good idea.

Vincent Brandt
And there I was, happy to be back at college, happy to be where I was most comfortable. Happy to be starting another school year, happy to start tutoring again so I could earn some money.
And yes, there I was equal parts excited and dreading to see who my new roommate would be… until Cobey Green’s smiling face appeared at the door. A huge football player loved by everyone, gorgeous, rich, and out of the closet.
Everything I’m not.
It doesn’t help that he’s genuinely a really nice guy. It doesn’t help that I make him laugh and we can talk so easily. And it certainly doesn’t help that we start having private tutoring sessions, which end up way more private than I’d ever dare imagine.
I’d ranked top of my class in every subject since the first grade, yet there I was falling stupidly in love with him.

This was going to be a hell of a year. And one very steep learning curve for both of us.

Title: Learning Curve
Authors: N.R. Walker
Length: 55K
Series: Franklin U Series, Book 6
Genre: Contemporary.
Tropes: geek/jock, opposites attract.

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He smirked. “You can tell what people think? What am I thinking right now?”

He was joking, clearly. I might have rolled my eyes. “You’re wishing you ordered pizza from anywhere but here instead of that salad.”

He grinned. “Wow. You actually can read my mind.” He pushed his empty plate away. “It’s not so bad. I gotta watch what I eat. I had a huge lunch of carbs and protein, so it evens out.”

God, his entire life was diet, exercise, training. Football, football, football. He was dedicated, that was for sure.

I offered him my hardly touched plate of mac and cheese. “Want this? I won’t tell your coach if you don’t. You’re a huge guy. You need to eat more than salad. Plus, you went jogging again today. Consider it a reward.”

He eyed the pasta. He definitely wanted it, so I pushed it closer to him. He took one mouthful and his excitement ended as soon as the taste registered. Or maybe it was the texture.

He struggled to swallow it and quickly washed it down with his glass of water. “Have mercy, that’s awful.”

I snorted. “It’s not that bad.” I mean, college food wasn’t good either, but it sure as hell beat no food.

He shook his head and pushed the offending plate away from both of us. “On a scale of one to fucking awful, it’s an eleven. You said it was a reward. That is not a reward. That’s not even a punishment. It’s a crime.”

I laughed and looked over to the service area. “Want me to get you something else?”

Smiling, he shook his head. “No, but thank you.” He was quiet for a bit, but he kept his eyes on me. “So, what’s your major?”

“I’m double majoring in math and tech science.”

He stared. “So you are a genius. Bumbles wasn’t joking.”

“Bumbles? He mentioned me?”

“Ah, yeah, I ran into him earlier. After your tutor session. He said you were a nice guy and a genius. I didn’t realize he meant literally. But I guess if you are tutoring seniors . . .”

“Oh.” I wasn’t sure why I was embarrassed. “Uh. I haven’t done an actual IQ test since high school, so the results could be outdated.”

“But? Was it high?”

I smiled. “It was okay.”

He nodded. “So it was high. Higher than Snoop Dog and Willie Nelson locked in a dispensary?”

I laughed. “Maybe not that high.”

Book 6 takes us to the dorms. Cobey is a sophomore moving to the dorms because his freshman year in a house with football players like himself did not do his grades any favors. He isn’t happy. Less happy when he finds out he will have a roommate as well.

Vincent is shy and quiet. Keeps his head down and does his work. Helps that he is a genius.

Cobey and Vincent are the epitome of opposites. Shy vs outgoing, popular vs no one knows who he is, all books vs all football. But Cobey is another one of those guys who is just happy and friendly and everyone loves him. Vincent can’t help but be lured in as well.

Cobey is helping Vincent with his social game, of which he has none. And Vincent will tutor Cobey in calculus.

They are quickly inseparable. I love watching them play off of each other. Vincent with his smarts and Cobey with his unending social game. Cobey definitely spends more time “tutoring” Vincent than Vincent does literally tutoring Cobey. But seeing as the tutoring now involves kissing and more, no one is complaining.

Also unique was that Vincent had NO social media. At all. So when they start showing up together on various pages, it doesn’t affect him in the least. Kind of cool.

Of course they were super adorable together. And Vincent does start to stretch his wings a bit.

There’s just about zero angst, even with Vincent having a crappy upbringing. But all of these Franklin U books have been like that. Just college guys, living their best lives, friends, sports, parties… quintessential college life.

4 pieces of eye candy

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N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance. She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things…but likes it even more when they fall in love.

She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

She’s been writing ever since…

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