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Release Blitz: Style of Love by AJ Sherwood

Style of Love | AJ Sherwood

Gay 4 Renovations #1

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Release Date: March 4th, 2022

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Asher’s dream job: Interior design – check.

His dream boyfriend: Park Bo Gum – not check. Sadly.

Straight as a board, childhood bff Zar: check

Zar becoming his boyfriend: che–wait, what?!


Oh look a contemporary romance, GFY, Best friends to lovers, Dumbasses to lovers, not so much slowburn as two idiots standing around on fire, emotional baggage check, HGTV meets BL, family of choice, Asher needs a better family, Zar’s will adopt him, healthy choice making (and some impulsive ones), no angst here only cuddles, best friends giving The Talk, yes that one, Gage hates -coughlovescough- them, tropey tropes a lot, yaoi fangirls as co-workers leads to interesting situations, and sexy photoshoots, best supporting character goes to the dog, small town, Asher and Zar are so obvious there is a bet riding on them, Zar uses handcuffs for not sexy reasons, at least the first time, only one sledgehammer was sacrificed in the making of this book

Trigger warning: Toxic family members

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Gage and I went to lunch afterwards, meeting at our favorite Chinese joint. As I waited for my order to arrive, he sat and looked me dead in the eye.

“You look tired, and it’s barely eleven.”

“God, don’t tell me I looked like that in front of clients.” I resisted the urge to get up and run for the bathroom mirror.

“No, it’s not obvious. Takes someone who knows you well.”

I relaxed in relief. “Well, you’ve known me since I was in diapers, so I guess you qualify. Truth is, Mom called me on the way over there.”

Gage slumped back in the chair, almost horizontal. “God, is she on that kick again?”

“She is. I think the whole family is. How many times do I have to come out to them before they get it?”

“I think they’re actively choosing to find other reasons for you not dating women. They’re not comfortable thinking of you with a guy, so they find mental ways around it.”

It sounded like a pretty accurate analysis. But then, Gage knew my family well, as we’d grown up next door to each other. We’d been in and out of each other’s houses our entire lives, despite him being two years older.

“After eight years, though, I’m out of patience. And tactics. I honestly don’t know what else to say or do to get through to them. Their latest tactic was trying to convince me to work for Adam at the dress shop.”

Gage’s expression turned blank. “How does selling wedding dresses make you straight?”

“No, think like them,” I corrected wearily. My mouth wanted to curl up in protest. “If I’m selling wedding dresses, then I’m around women all day. I’ll forget my gayness or some crap. That, and I’ll have a ‘steady’ income.”

“Uh…what? You have a steady income now.”

“But they don’t believe that.”

Gage kept staring at me, a man waiting for me to make sense.

“I don’t know what else to tell you.” I shrugged. “They don’t. They think I spend every dime I make as soon as I make it. The fact that I have a nice house and car and all of that makes no impact on them. They honestly think Adam is in a better financial situation.”

“Okay, now that’s insulting. I’m actually insulted for you.” Gage really did look it, too. “Because if you’re in a bad financial situation, then do they assume I am too? We work at the same company. We make the same amount of money. I’m a fucking structural engineer. Do they assume I’m making piss-poor money and then lying about it?”

“Oh snap, I didn’t think of it from that perspective. I don’t think they have either.” I pondered the situation for a second. “I think it’s more that I’m an interior designer, so therefore I can’t be making much money. I think that’s as far as the thought went. They have no faith that anyone in the arts can do well.”

“I,” Gage announced, “am going to crash your parents’ place for dinner and ream them out. And straighten them out. How dare they think so poorly of us.”

I grinned in delight. Gage when mad was like an orator. He could preach a sinner into confession.

“Do it. Let me be a fly on the wall, I don’t want to miss this.”

“I think you should watch. I know you hate arguing—”

“I’m entirely happy watching you doing the arguing for me. No problem.”

Gage gave me a satisfied grunt. He had a very evil look in his eye. “I think this has been a long time coming. Your parents might have good intentions, but my god am I tired of their methods. I’ve found it frustrating just watching you fight this out with them. I can at least prove without a shadow of a doubt that you’re doing great financially and get that argument settled.”

“Please and thank you. Let me know when you come up with a good tactic for how to convince them I’m gay.”

“Get a boyfriend.”

I stared at him, honestly a little miffed. Like I didn’t want a boyfriend. Like I hadn’t tried a thousand dating apps in the past three years. Even Grindr, god help me.

I threw it back at him. “Date me, then.”

My oldest friend didn’t even bat a blue eye. “I’m officially off the market. No one bought me, I just expired. Go date Zar.”

“Pfft, like our totally straight friend would date me.” I groaned and slouched in my chair. “Come to think of it, are you even interested in dating? I haven’t seen you with anyone since college.”

“I haven’t found anyone worth dating since college, either. I’d say I was picky, but…I’m just not interested in hookups. That scene got old quick.”

I nodded in agreement. I was with him on that one. “What we both want is a stable, sweet relationship.”

“With hot sex.” Gage sighed, slouching with me. “I guess that’s a tall order.”

“Apparently. Our dating life aside, we have a meeting in about”—I checked the time on my phone—“forty-five minutes. We’d better eat quickly and get over to the office.”

Gage slouched a little more. “The only way for me to get through the rest of the day is thinking of tonight. A movie in the park while getting drunk is just what today ordered. What are the odds Riggs has paperwork he wants me to fill out?”

I snorted. “I don’t take sure bets.”

About the Author

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AJ Sherwood believes in happily ever afters, magic, dragons, good men, and dark chocolate. She’s often dreams at night of delectable men doing sexy things with each other.

In between writing multiple books (often at the same time) she pets her cats, plays with her dogs, and attempts insane things like aerial yoga.

She currently resides in Michigan with aforementioned cats and dogs.

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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

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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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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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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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