Title: A Kind of Home
Series: A Kind of Stories, #4
Author: Lane Hayes
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: June 23
Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex
Length: 77k approximately
Genre: Romance, Bisexual, Rock star, NYC, humor, light suspense
A Kind Of Home
Isaac Dalton is the guitarist for Spiral, arguably the biggest rock band in the world. The band’s meteoric rise to superstardom has its perks, but fame and fortune aren’t all they’re cracked up to be. Nonstop touring and performing exhaust him, and when an overzealous fan makes it imperative that Isaac travel with a clingy bodyguard, he is ready for a break from the madness. More so when his newly single first crush shows up on his doorstep. The man is strictly off-limits. He’s a memory from a place Isaac would rather leave behind. And he’s straight.
Fun-loving former athlete slash construction worker Adam McBride desperately needs a new beginning. And New York City is the perfect place to start over and think about how to rebuild his life. A short stint as roommates with his brother’s best friend from high school seems like a mutually beneficial arrangement. However, when friendship gives way to fierce attraction, both men find themselves in uncharted and possibly dangerous territory. Isaac has to decide if he’s willing to take the ultimate risk for a kind of love and a kind of home he never dreamed possible.
Exclusive Excerpt from A Kind of Home by Lane Hayes
Adam’s eyes narrowed slightly. He was obviously wary of my friendlier tone. “It’s a big-dog day. Why’d you sleep on the sofa?”
“I do that sometimes,” I lied. “It’s comfortable.”
“No, it’s not,” he retorted.
“What’s wrong with my sofa?” I sipped my coffee but kept my gaze on him.
“Nothing. It’s an amazing sofa,” he said in a reverent tone. He held my gaze for a long moment before continuing. “But… it’s a sitting kind of sofa.”
“Or a sex kind of sofa.”
He flinched slightly but recovered and inclined his head. “True, but it’s not a ‘lounge with your feet over the back and chillax with a beer or three while watching a couple football games’ kind of sofa.”
“So… no to chilling out but yes to sex?”
I felt my forehead crease with faux confusion. I was being a dick and I knew it. But the last time we’d been in this room together, I had my legs locked over his ass and—I heaved a sigh and rubbed the back of my neck in an effort to stop the flood of erotic memories.
Adam stared at me for a long moment. “Want some aspirin?”
“Yeah, I guess I could use some.”
“I’ll get it. Go back to bed. We can talk when—”
“I want to go with you.”
“To walk the dogs.”
I was on autopilot and was as surprised by my offer as Adam seemed to be. But it wasn’t a bad idea. We couldn’t keep this up. We had to address what happened. It would give us a chance to talk with canine diversion. Plus it would bide me some time. I wasn’t ready to deal with that note. I wanted a break from this roller coaster, and if I could set my infatuation aside—and I would—I knew I’d be safe with Adam.
“You want to walk dogs with me?” he asked dubiously.
“Sure. I don’t have to be at practice ’til this afternoon. Where do you take them again?”
“Central Park.” Adam studied me for a long moment and stood. “All right. If you’re coming with me, get dressed. We need to get to the subway—”
“The subway?” I asked in a deflated tone.
“What’s wrong with the sub—oh. I forgot. You’re famous,” Adam teased with a wry grin. “Maybe another time. I don’t think the dogs will like your bodyguard anyway. Sit tight while I grab the aspirin.”
“Wait! Never mind. I can take the subway,” I blurted.
Adam narrowed his gaze and shook his head. “Isaac, I’m not walking around the park with an entourage.”
“Let’s ditch him.”
“Are you in junior high? You’re acting weird. Grown adults don’t put shoes in dishwashers or—”
“No. And they don’t play ditching games.”
“Says the guy who’s tiptoed out of the house every day for a week to avoid talking about the sofa incident.”
“I didn’t do that.”
He pushed his hand through his hair in frustration. “I’m sorry. I just… I needed to think.”
“Save it. All you have to do is help me escape.”
“What happens when someone recognizes you?”
“You’ll be there.”
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 well-told love story with beautifully written characters. These days she prefers the leading roles to both be men. Lane discovered the M/M genre a few years ago and was instantly hooked. Her debut novel was a 2013 Rainbow Award finalist and subsequent books have received Honorable Mentions, and were winners in the 2016 Rainbow Awards. She loves red wine, chocolate and travel (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband in an almost empty nest.
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