Book Title: Ambiguous
Author and Publisher: Leslie McAdam
Cover Artist: Black Jazz Designs
Release Date: April 13, 2022
Genre: Contemporary m/m romance
Tropes: Rock star, forbidden love, opposites attract, lawyer/politics, fake relationship (with a twist)
Themes: Coming out, being true to yourself
Length: 75 000 words
It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.
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Blurb
Love is for other people, not for me.
At least that’s what I believed, until I met him.
Julian Hill.
The most famous rock star on the planet. A music god with untidy hair and the voice of an angel.
I’ll never be anything but out, and he has very good reasons to stay in the closet.
After all, every move he makes is dissected, critiqued, and posted on social media, so he just wants a little privacy.
I understand that. Truly.
But no one makes me feel the way he does, and I’m pretty sure he has feelings for me as well.
Which is inconvenient since his record label hired me to sue him.
I should’ve sorted things out before I kissed him.
Oops.
Ambiguous is a forbidden mm rock star romance about a fashion-forward singer who hates labels of all kinds (except for clothing), a dapper attorney who already has a (fake) boyfriend for a very good reason, and the possibility of love saving the day.
On an impulse, I grab his biceps, feeling his strength. Yum. “Stay a moment more. They won’t miss us.” I lower my voice. “And besides, they’re dancing inside. I don’t know how to ballroom dance, and it always makes me feel awkward to stand around while everyone else spins and twirls.”
He rubs the back of his neck. “I could show you. I mean, if you …”
“Yeah?”
“Do you want to?”
I smile. “I very much want to dance with you.” His smile back makes my heart rate increase.
“Okay. Let’s dance, then. I can teach you a few steps, although I’m sure you’re a natural dancer, given how you move on stage.”
“You’ve seen that, have you?”
“Not in person. Only on YouTube. Come on.”
While I want to know more, I usher him to an area with a few square feet of concrete, where we can move but won’t be disturbed.
As he directs me to put one hand on his waist and the other on his shoulder, I realize this is way more romantic than I bargained for. And I kind of wanted it to be romantic. But we’re two men in tuxedos in a garden in the moonlight—fairy lights hung in the trees and a band playing—and we’re about to dance.
It isn’t just how good he looks or smells, but how he feels next to me.
This man belongs in my arms.
No wonder our grandparents and great-grandparents spent so much time dancing. It’s sexy as fuck to be this close. My cock is noticing our proximity and likes it very much.
I see sparkles in his eyes—maybe from the fairy lights—and he swallows hard.
“Okay,” he says, his voice raspy. “On the count of three, you take one step back with your left leg, and I’ll take a step forward. One, two, three.”
I do it, and he moves with me.
“Then take one step to the side, this way”—he taps my leg—“and bring your other foot to meet it.”
We move together.
“Take one step forward. That is, you go forward, and I go back.” We do. “And then repeat.”
This time I cock it up, and we crash into each other, chest to chest. I grab him to keep from toppling over.
A laugh bursts out of me. “Not ready for Strictly Come Dancing.”
“Keep going. We can do this. Now, we repeat.”
I nod. “Shall we do this from the top?” We return to the position we started from.
“Yes. One, two, three,” he says. I step backward, he steps forward, and we carefully move to the side, and then we switch.
“We did it!”
The grin on his face is infectious. “We did.”
The music keeps going, so we continue this simple pattern, and all the while I’m feeling his solid, warm body next to mine, clad in luxurious fabric.
Why did I ever think this was a good idea? Because all I want to do is kiss him.
So maybe I should.
Leslie McAdam is a California girl who loves romance and well-defined abs. She lives in a drafty old farmhouse on a small orange tree farm in Southern California with her husband and two children. Leslie’s first published book, The Sun and the Moon, won a 2015 Watty, which is the world’s largest online writing competition. She’s gone on to receive additional literary awards and has been featured in multiple publications, including Cosmopolitan.com. Her books have been Top 100 Bestsellers on both Amazon and Apple Books. Leslie is employed by day but spends her nights writing about the men of your fantasies.
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