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Release Blitz: Pinot & Pineapple Lumps by Jay Hogan

Pinot & Pineapple Lumps | Jay Hogan

Southern Lights #4


Release Date: March 19th, 2021

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Penn from Adelaide. That’s all I knew.

We shared a single kiss over a year ago, and I can still remember every toe-curling second of it. He thought I was too young for him. I thought he was running scared. But that kiss was the first time I’d felt alive in a long time, and I’ve been chasing the feeling ever since—doing my research, a lot of research, a lot of men. Something my protective older brother isn’t too happy about.

I’ve been through more than most guys my age, and I still bear the scars. My head’s not always my best friend, but I’m building a life, PTSD be damned. I can’t turn back the clock, and I’m not sure I want to.

Except maybe to that moment when Penn kissed me. I mean, the odds of us ever meeting again were slim to none, right?

Yeah, about that.

But this time I’m ready. I’m a year older, an ocean of therapy wiser, and I know exactly what I want.

Kurt, one of the main characters in this book, lives with PTSD as a result of a fire and a traumatic incident in his past (not sexual). Within the story there are instances of flashbacks relating to this, and descriptions of triggering events.

Latin young good looking handsome backpacker traveler male with beard, drinking in a fine glass cup with red wine served by generic wine glass bottle, in a lake shore in Chilean Patagonia, wearing a grey jacket and blue jeans. On back, Los Andes mountain range near to Torres del Paine National Park and Bariloche, Argentina in a sunset afternoon. Medium Shoot landscape with a copy space.


“Okay, then for your first tip, only take a small mouthful.”

Kurt sniggered. “I’m more of a take the whole lot to the back of your throat and swallow kind of guy, but I’m sure I can adapt, just for you.”

Sweet Jesus. “I have every faith that you can make the necessary modifications,” Penn deadpanned.

“Excellent redirect.” Kurt chuckled. “Must be those eleventy-billion years longer you’ve spent on earth than me.”

“For fuck’s sake, just take a damn taste and tell me what you think.”

Kurt laughed. “There are so many, many ways to respond to that question—”

“Just do it.”

“Yes sir. Okay, I’m going in for a sniff, but you have to promise not to get mad if I pick up a lot more than you. It’s to be expected. Nasal hairs flatten as you age, it’s not your fault.”

Penn wondered how difficult it would be to arrange a long slow death for the young man.

Kurt took his time. “Mmmm, aha, interesting—”

Tipsy Kurt was too damn cute.

“Okay, okay, I think I’ve got it,” Kurt pronounced, sounding exceedingly pleased with himself. “It’s kind of . . . earthy, and oh, oh, oh, I know . . . it’s got a spicy thing in there. Damn, I recognise it, I just can’t—it smells like Ethan when he’s been bak—cinnamon! That’s it.”

“Huh.” Penn had to hand it to him. “Pretty good. Anything else.”

Kurt sniffed again and Penn’s mind went straight where it shouldn’t.

“Nope, that’s all.”

“Okay. Not bad for a rookie. Now take a sip and roll it over your tongue and around your mouth to pick up all the flavours.”

“Then I can swallow, right? I like to swallow.”

“Yes, Kurt. Then you can swallow.” Death by killer bees.

“My favourite part.”

Penn banged the back of his head on the tree trunk a couple of times as a variety of suggestive noises spilled through the phone, most of which he’d never heard in any wine tasting he’d ever attended, and all of which went straight to his traitorous cock. Death by a million needle pricks.

“Damn that was a big mouthful but I got it down safely—just thought you should know.”

Good lord.

“And I’m pleased to say I have more answers for you.”

“I can’t wait.”

“Okay, here goes.” Kurt cleared his throat. “Berries.”

“I believe we’ve covered that.”

“Hush. And chocolate—”


“Not chocolate, chocolate. But you know those chewy Roses’ ones? Hard something—”

For fuck’s sake. “Caramel, yes, very good. A lot of people miss that one.” Kurt’s palate actually had potential, who’d have guessed?

“See? I told you I’d ace this.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.”

“But there was also something nasty.”

“Nasty?” Penn snorted. “Oh I cannot wait to hear this.”

“No, I’m serious,” Kurt protested. “Like sharp and just . . . blech. Like paint stripper. You don’t notice it when you drink it like normal people, but when you drink it slowly, it’s right fucking there.” He shivered dramatically for effect.

Penn could barely keep his shit together and had to clear his throat. “I believe you’re talking about tannin. And actually, Pinot Noir tends to be lighter in it than a lot of other reds. But trust me when I say it’s not usually described as a gaggable commodity. Most people love it.”

“A gaggable commodity, huh? You seem familiar with the phrase. You want to expand on that?”

“No, I do not.” Penn’s cheeks heated out of sheer ridiculousness.

“Surprise, surprise. Anyway that’s all I’ve got.”

Latin young good looking handsome backpacker traveler male with a beard, sitting on wood bench enjoying the landscape view in lake shore in Chilean Patagonia, wearing a grey jacket and blue jeans, drinking a fine glass of red wine, near to generic wine glass bottle. On back, Los Andes mountain range near to Torres del Paine National Park and Bariloche, Argentina in a midday. Open Shoot landscape with a copy space.

About The Author

jay hogan logan

I am a New Zealand author writing in MM romance and romantic suspense. I have traveled extensively and lived in the US, Canada, France, Australia and South Korea. In a past life I have been an Intensive Care Nurse, Counselor, and a Nursing Lecturer.

I’m a cat aficionado especially of Maine Coons, and an avid dog lover (but don’t tell the cat). I love to cook, pretty damn good, love to sing, pretty damn average, and as for loving full-time writing, absolutely… depending of course on the day, the word count, the deadline, how obliging my characters are, the ambient temperature in the Western Sahara, whether Jupiter is rising, the size of the ozone hole over New Zealand and how much coffee I’ve had.

Welcome to my world.

Find Jay in all the places: https://jayhoganauthor.contactin.bio/

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Kurt and Penn’s love story is an exceptionally beautiful romance

57063819._SY475_Pinot & Pineapple Lumps by Jay Hogan

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Every book in this series has not only brought something uniquely Kiwi to the table, they’ve also depicted the myriad of ways people meet and fall in love.

This book is even more special, because it’s Kurt’s story. He’s been an integral part of the series since the start and he’s been through things no-one should have to live with.

So I’ve been invested in his happy ever after for quite some time and, in Penn, he finds not only his perfect partner but someone he can be a strength and a support for.

Kurt’s empathy and his strength and determination to gain control back of his life are never treated lightly.

He doesn’t fall in love and his PTSD suddenly vanish. Jay treats his mental health with the same respect she always treats any medical issue, with understanding and sympathy and a thoroughly believable lived experience.

I can’t properly articulate how much I loved this book. The sense of place is so strong, I could hear the rumble of the glacial river running through Penn’s family vineyard.

The smells of the winery and the tang of the tannin are vividly expressed, and I loved all the characters associated with them.

Yes, even Penn’s dying father. Otis is such a complex man, his pride warring with his stubbornness, his fears and his worries. I wanted to hug him almost as much as I wanted to yell at him for being an arse.

There are so many outstanding moments in the narrative that if I outlined everything I loved, this review would be almost as long as the book.

It really is exceptional and Kurt and Penn’s love is a truly beautiful thing to witness, they fight hard for it and you just know it’s meant to be.

Oh, and they’re off the charts hot and I’ll leave the rest for you all to discover 😉

#ARC kindly received from the author in return for an honest and unbiased review.

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Blog Tour: Clean Approach by Patricia Logan

Clean Approach | Patricia Logan

A Spy Like Me #2

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Release Date:  September 15th, 2020

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Damon Thorne, former CIA operative, is now living with Jude Chenoweth, his new boyfriend. The sexy graphic designer is handsome as hell and Damon can’t get enough of him. Unfortunately, his life as a “cleaner” always seems to get in the way. At least Jude is at his side these days, helping out on an odd job here or there.

Jude finds his new life with Damon thrilling. If it’s not rescuing a teen from child traffickers, it’s stealing adult toys from a notorious sex club. While Jude struggles to stay out of the limelight, Damon battles with his own demons, trying to reconcile a heartbreaking past.

A mandatory trip to New York turns into a weekend on the Harlem blues scene and a party with New York high society, ending in near disaster. To top it all off, a deliberate poisoning, a pissed off “force of nature” in stilettos, and a half-blind money launderer confirm there’s trouble brewing and only the beginning of their problems.

When an old acquaintance turns up with a tale of betrayal and a warning of imminent danger, Jude and Damon go on the offense. Fortunately for the two men, they unexpectedly have a team of warriors at their backs.

Join Damon and Jude for one thrill ride after another in the sequel to Clean Up on Aisle Mine.

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“You are much more than work! You always were, Jude,” Damon insisted, dropping his hands from Jude’s arms and deliberately stepping around him to walk over to his coat where it lay on the bed. “I love you. I’ve told you that but I don’t know what I have to do to prove it to you,” he said as he straightened and began pulling on the coat. “My past doesn’t matter. I’ve told you that a thousand times. Do I ask you about all the men you’ve fucked?”

He had a point. Jude couldn’t very well argue the point when it had more than a little truth in it. Jude hadn’t fucked every guy he met but he’d had a revolving door in his bedroom for years before meeting Damon. In fact, he hadn’t kept anyone around before.

“You’re right,” Jude said, sighing. “I’m a total asshole.” Jude walked over to him and took him by both cheeks as he stared at him. “I’m a total dick tonight. I’m really trying not to make excuses but I think I was more upset about your disappearance than I wanted to admit. Sometimes I think I’ve missed so much of your life and I can never claim that part of you even though you always tell me that it was your past. Please forgive me. I’m not one to throw stones.”

“Me either.” Damon shrugged and leaned down to kiss Jude. The kiss wasn’t full of the usual warmth Jude had come to expect. It ended way too soon but he went with it anyway. When Damon turned away and grabbed his room key off the table before turning back, Jude felt like the whiskey in his stomach was going to come back up.

“Come on. We’re super late already,” Damon said flatly.

“Okay,” Jude said, resisting the urge to reach up and run his fingers through his hair and pull all the strands out of their tie. Instead, he followed Damon out of the suite and let the door slam behind them, wondering what the hell had just happened.

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About the Author


International bestselling author Patricia Logan resides in Los Angeles, California. The author of several #1 bestselling erotic romances in English, Italian, French, and Spanish lives in a small house with a large family.

When she’s not writing her next thriller romance, she’s watching her grandchildren grow up way too soon, and raising kids who make her proud every day. One of her favorite tasks is coaxing nose kisses from cats who insist on flopping on her keyboard while she tries to type.

She counts herself lucky to be surrounded by people who love her and give her stories to tell every day.

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