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Blog tour: Redesigning Max by Pat Henshaw

Redesigning Max | Pat Henshaw

Foothills Pride #2

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Publisher: JMS Books

Release Date: August 22nd, 2020

Length: 32,400

Cover Artist: Written in Ink

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Blurb

Renowned interior designer Fredi Zimmer is surprised when outdoorsman Max Greene, owner of Greene’s Outdoors, hires him to revamp Max’s rustic cabin in the Sierra Nevada foothills. Fredi is an out-and-proud Metro male whose contact with the outdoors is from his car to the doorway of the million-dollar homes he remodels, and to Fredi, Max is a typical straight man’s man.

When Max blatantly and clumsily flirts with Fredi, Fredi’s stereotypical view of Max is shattered. Is this a build-up to a gay bashing? Cautiously believing Max is closeted and is trying to come out, Fredi decides he’s game to put a little spice into Max’s life, whether it’s in the colors and fixtures he’ll use to turn Max’s dilapidated cabin into a showplace or over one of the many lunches and dinners they share talking about the remodel. Who can blame a guy for adding a little sensual pleasure as he retools Max’s life visually? Besides, Fredi has a backup plan if he’s wrong about Max’s intentions.

Life would be all wine and roses if it weren’t for Max’s former friends and their conservative families. Alarmed with Max’s obvious infatuation, they make it their business to save him from sliding into hell.

With the battle on, will Fredi and Max win the fight for a life of happiness together?

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Excerpt

Designer Fredi and adventure guide Max go to lunch right after they meet:

By the time we got to the Rock Bottom Cafe, I felt like I’d bottomed out. I was hungry, tired, and feeling the first twinges of a headache.

Max hadn’t exaggerated about how much I’d hate the Rock Bottom’s decor. It was the worst of rural cafe: hellacious plastic flowers, grotesque plastic-covered booths, peeling gangrene-painted beadboard walls, pockmarked linoleum floor, and faded food-stained menus. It made the cabin look almost palatial, except it didn’t smell as bad.

As Max slid into one side of a booth and I into the other, he said, “Food’s great here. Okay?”

I glared at him, but I had to admit the odors coming from the kitchen wove seductively around us.

After we’d ordered and had gotten glasses of iced tea, which I liberally dosed with artificial sweetener, Max leaned back in his side of the booth and blew out a little breath.

“So guess here’s what you need to know about me.” He was looking at the tabletop. “I was an only kid when my folks died. Raised by my aunt and uncle with their four boys. I was the youngest and nobody cared what I thought, so I don’t talk much.”

Oh dear. I wasn’t sure which of those statements I should answer, if any. My heart bled for the beautiful man in front of me who would give me a raging hard-on if I let my libido take control.

His words and lack of self-pity made me want to create a unique space where he’d feel completely at home and that would soothe him when he needed it. I probably wouldn’t end up his BFF or someone he could unbend with, but I could create a warm cocoon to shelter and coddle the man or let him entertain his friends comfortably.

The image of the young Max feeling like an outsider when he was thrust on his uncaring aunt and uncle to raise was banished by the waitress who put lunch in front of us.

“Oh. My. God!” I nearly drooled into the chili and homemade bread as I tasted them. “This is incredible.”

“What’d I tell you?” Max gloated. “Said you shouldn’t be put off by the decor. Some of us are more than our decor.”

I spooned up a couple of bites, then looked at Max. “You really do think I’m a snob, don’t you?”

Why was it so easy to get him to blush? I hadn’t a clue, but his quick, mercurial red cheeks had me intrigued.

“No, no, I don’t think you’re a snob,” he protested. “I mean, you’re just so….” He waved a couple of fingers at me, but kept his elbows on the table as if protecting his bowl of chili.

“I’m so what?”

Max shrugged. “I don’t know. Beautiful. And fancy,” he added, ducking his head over his bowl.

Ah, I understood now. Max was intimidated by my suit.

“Look, you came to get me in the coffee shop. I was dressed to take a rich lady through her house later this afternoon. I can work in jeans and a T-shirt”—did Max think I wore suits every day?—“or anything I want. Pajamas even. You just caught me on a suit day.” Which, I didn’t add, was too often for even my overblown sense of style.

Now Max was staring at me.

“Yeah, right. You wear jeans,” he scoffed, but looked interested, intrigued.

I shrugged. “Okay, not when I’m with a client. At home I’m way more casual.” I might have sounded a tad defensive.

“Yeah, right,” Max muttered with a grin.

I left it lying there. It wasn’t worth fighting about. But it bothered me that he saw such a divide between us. I was just a man, wasn’t I? Just like him, right? What was he going on about? Sheesh.

About the Series

During the recession at the beginning of the 21st century, many gays and lesbians moved from the San Francisco Bay Area and Sacramento to the Sierra Foothills. FLAG (Foothills Lesbians and Gays) was formed.

This series was written for them.

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Abut The Author

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Pat Henshaw, born and raised in Nebraska, has lived on the U S’s three coasts, in Texas, Virginia, and now California. Before she retired, she held a number of jobs, including theatrical costumer, newspaper features reporter and movie reviewer, librarian, junior college English instructor, and publicist. She also loves to travel and has visited Canada, Mexico, Europe, Egypt, and Central America as well as almost all fifty US states.

Now retired, she enjoys reading and writing as well as visiting her older daughter, son-in-law, and grandchildren on the East Coast and playing havoc with her younger daughter’s life in NorCal. She thanks you for reading her books and wants you to remember that every day is a good day for romance.

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Ollie and Daniel are a swoony dream finale to the Four Bears

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

K.M. saves the best for last.

Throughout this whole series I’ve been waiting for Ollie’s story and it did not disappoint at all. I was also really happy that it was Daniel who proved to be the perfect person as he also really needed to discover that forever can happen.

Together they were on fire, the chemistry oozes between them, even when they’re supposedly only friends and the whole fake marriage trope gets a refreshing update when a drunken Vegas wedding (Ollie’s fourth!) becomes not only a solid and meaningful friendship, but a true partnership based on mutual respect and affection.

It’s ridiculously swoony and romantic as they just slowly drift into actually being married and in a proper relationship without Daniel ever realising that’s just what he’s doing.

Ollie is more aware, he knows he’s falling for his Husband as Daniel constantly refers to himself as in a somewhat joking fashion but it takes a really solid shock to the system – and a kick up the backside by his best friend Ren – for him to admit the truth.

The ending is beyond gorgeous! I just adored everything about it and I am so glad that the wait was worth it.

Now I need the spin-off series STAT because we get a new bear introduced in this one which I’m absolutely intrigued by and also because West/Sawyer is also going to be a doozy I can just tell!

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

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Release Blitz: Honeymoon Refrain by Harley Grace

Honeymoon Refrain | Harley Grace

The Boys of Bliss #1

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Release Date: August 27th 2020

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When his fiancé leaves him at the altar, Andrew Wellman runs straight to Bliss.

After spending the last year of his life busting his butt on the new resort off the south coast of Florida, all Andrew has to do is stick the landing—a gorgeous wedding and a honeymoon to blow the socks—and everything else—off his groom-to-be. But when he finds his fiancé buried deep not in wedding preparations but in his best friend, Andrew calls the whole thing off and cashes in that plane ticket for a solo honeymoon.

Rock star Cord Fabien’s whole life blew apart when his band broke up.

Now, he owes his label a solo album, but all he wants to do at the new gay resort run by the mysterious billionaire Adrien Bliss and is hide from the paparazzi and lick his wounds. But when one sad interior designer catches his eye, Cord finds the inspiration to make beautiful music again.

Two men, completely adrift, find in each other the strength to pursue their passions. But Bliss can’t last forever, and the lives they’ve left behind are waiting to shatter a romance that bloomed in paradise.

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Excerpt

He leaned against me, taking a swig of his water and staring out at the moon, hanging over the ocean like a giant silver coin. “It’s really perfect for a honeymoon, isn’t it?” He smelled of the resort soap, jasmine and sea salt, and the natural tang of manly sweat. It wasn’t something I’d ever thought of as sexy before, but on him, sitting there on the beach, it really was.

I kissed the top of his head and rested my cheek against his hair. “It is. Your honeymoon’s gonna be the best when you have it for real. Maybe your husband’ll rent the penthouse and keep you here a month. Nothing but sun and sea and a giant heart-shaped bed.”

He chuckled at that, swallowing his bite of sandwich before answering. “There are no heart-shaped beds anywhere in this resort. This isn’t the eighties.”

“Heart-shaped hot tub?”

“Now those, we have,” he agreed, and turned to look up at me, pupils enormous in the dark. “I don’t need that, though. As long as he’s here, and not in my apartment, fucking Ian.”

“Sweetheart, I wouldn’t fuck Ian with someone else’s dick,” I promised, on the assumption that Ian was the best friend. I might have been offering to take him on a honeymoon, but I wasn’t sure anymore. The conversation had gone around in a circle, and all I knew was that I wanted to take the sadness out of his eyes.

Apparently it worked, since he giggled, shoulders shaking and eyes lit with mirth. “What about me?”

I grinned as I leaned forward and gave him a peck on the lips. “Not planning on needing anything but my own for you.”

When he gave me a dreamy smile, I leaned in again and took his mouth, wrapping one hand around the back of his neck and pressing in. He gave a tiny whimper and clung to me, fingers wrapped tight around my arms.

When I pulled back, he stayed there, eyes closed and lips parted, breath coming in short pants. “I’m going to need you to go ahead and prove that.”

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About the Author

Harley Grace is an author duo in love with love. Writing M/M romance, they’re all about giving sugar, spice, and everything nice to their boys. They enjoy long walks on the beach, reading by the fireplace, and always looking at the lighter side of life.

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