Hi all! Thank you to Love Bytes for hosting me on the blog tour for my newest release, The Blueprint. I really had fun with these guys, and I hope that comes through when you’re reading their journey. This book is a best friends-to-lovers romance and the two main characters are close to my heart, Kelly and Blue. I must admit, I love to read OFY/GFY and I only write what I would read! There’s always a bit of frustrating waffling when this trope is concerned, but I feel like that’s realistic and necessary—love that doesn’t take a linear path is all that more rewarding.
It occurred to me that so far on the blog tour, I’ve only picked out excerpts about character development (my favorite). But don’t fear, this book has some sizzle too. This time around I’m bringing sexy back—step aside, Timberlake!
Happy reading!
Blurb
Kelly Cannon is generally satisfied with his life—he has a great job that he loves, friends, and a wonderful family. But his love life has reached a new level of pitiful. Why? Well, his heart decided to break all the rules. Don’t fall in love with a straight guy. And definitely don’t fall in love with your best friend.
NFL standout Britton “Blue” Montgomery has pressure coming at him from all sides. From his father, who’s only interested in Blue’s football career. From his coaches, who just want him to play without getting injured again. The fans. His agent. His mother, who popped back up on the radar after leaving his family years ago. Now his relationship with Kelly is on shaky ground, and that frightens Blue more than anything.
When Kelly admits he’s in love with Blue, bonds are tested, and Blue has to decide what’s really important. He doesn’t want to lose the number one person in his life, but the cost to keep Kelly close might be more than he’s willing to pay.
It’s a good thing his nickname is the Blueprint—it’s time to draft a new set of plans.
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S.E. Harmon has had a lifelong love affair with writing. It’s been both wonderful and rocky (they’ve divorced several times), but they always manage to come back together. She’s a native Floridian with a Bachelor of Arts and a Masters in Fine Arts, and now splits her days between voraciously reading romance novels and squirreling away someplace to write them. Her current beta reader is a nosy American Eskimo who begrudgingly accepts payment in the form of dog biscuits.
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“Is that really what you want to do?”
Blue’s carefully worded question ping-ponged around my brain. I wasn’t sure what the hell I wanted. On one hand I had Blue in my bed, where he belonged. On the other I knew he wasn’t willing to commit to me in any real way and probably never would. Somewhere in that jumble of thoughts was also the memory of his mouth moving against mine, his hands all over my body. It was like every dream I’d ever had about us come true… all the wet ones, anyway.
I had good dreams about us, mind you, dreams where we walked our dogs down the beach and held hands, smiled at one another like besotted fools. But then there were those other dreams—some of them involving his football uniform. And Lord have mercy, they were not for the faint of heart. Most of those dreams involved me on my knees in some capacity. Getting it, giving it, taking it, asking for it. My dick started to get hard, and my Spider-Man boxers became indecent. I wasn’t too worried about it—the man shot webbing out of his wrists, for crying out loud. Who was he to judge me?
I knew getting involved with Blue was stupid. He’d made his future plans perfectly clear, and none of those plans involved a homo named Kelly. But horny won over common sense every time. At least in my world, it did. And even though I was sure I was setting myself up for heartache, I was getting in that bed.
And no one was going to sleep just yet.