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Fandom | Eden Finley

Famous #3

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Release Date: April 7th, 2021

Cover Design: Cate Ashwood

Photographer: Wander Aguiar

Model: Cooper

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DENVER

Everyone remembers the night the boy band Eleven broke up. Hearts shattered around the world, including my own.

I made a mistake, and I’ve been avoiding bandmate Mason Nash ever since.

At first it was hard, but eighteen months ago, he made it easier by leaving Hollywood and disappearing.

When Eleven reunion talks start, I’m against it completely. I could really do with the publicity, but I don’t want to face Mason again. I’m sure he won’t want to see me either.

MASON

I don’t miss LA or anyone in it. Not even the guys from Eleven.

So, when they turn up on my doorstep talking about reunions, the last thing I want to do is hear them out.

I hold strong too. Until my eyes land on Denver Smith.

My ex-best friend.

Two and a half years ago, he ghosted me, and I still don’t know why.

I want answers—I miss him—but I don’t want to let him back into my life if there’s a chance he’ll walk away again.

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Excerpt

I’m almost done rinsing the dishes to go into the dishwasher when a presence behind me makes me flinch. I’m so tired I didn’t hear Mason come in, but now that he’s practically pressed against me, I need all my strength not to lean back against his big body.

“You know, I’ve heard detergent washes dishes better than just water.”

“Ha, ha, smartass. I’m only rinsing them all before putting them in the dishwasher.”

“They have production assistants for that.”

I spin, and Mason takes a step forward, boxing me in. It’s a brave move considering I can still hear everyone out in the main area of the house.

“Are you hiding from me or from everyone?” His low voice goes straight to my cock.

I clear my throat and look Mason in the eyes. “Haven’t I peopled enough for four days?”

He has me locked in place, and I’m fighting every urge to lean in and kiss him again. That has to come from him.

“I thought today was a good day,” he rumbles.

I got to spend it with him by my side, so yeah, I guess it was good. Exhausting and long, but he’s all that matters.

Mason licks his lips as his gaze drifts down to mine. I mirror his movements.

For the briefest of moments, I think he is going to kiss me.

Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, I silently beg.

He doesn’t. Mason steps away. “You always were a bit of a loner.”

No, come back. I’m not a loner. I just want to be alone with you.

“I guess we have that in common,” I point out. “You ran away to Montana …”

“There’s a difference, though. I didn’t have much of a choice. You surround yourself with people, but you don’t enjoy it. You’ve always been like that. And one day, you’re not going to be able to pull off the nice-guy act anymore. No one is as happy as the person you are on camera twenty-four hours a day. You need an outlet.” He moves to the dishwasher and starts stacking plates.

He’s right, of course, but I don’t want to go there.

“In your words, they have production assistants for that.” I nod toward the dishwasher.

“I’m being helpful.”

“Mm. Helpful or torturous?”

Mason’s deep brown eyes crinkle at the edges like he’s trying not to smile. “Me doing your dishes is torturous?”

It’s sexy is what it is.

I don’t have the balls to say that. “It’s scary. You … doing something domesticated? Never would’ve happened back in the day.”

“You know I’ve been living alone for over a year, right? Who do you think did the dishes?”

I narrow my gaze. “Your mom?”

“I do have the ability to look after myself, thank you very much.”

“But you still can’t cook.”

“You can’t either!”

“I can cook more than you.”

“A turtle can cook more than me. That isn’t an accomplishment.”

I grab the closest dish towel and whip him with it, laughing when his whole body tenses.

“I know you didn’t just do that. There is no possible way Denver Smith threw down that challenge.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because he knows he will lose.”

“Do I, though? I mean … really?”

“Oh, it’s on.” Mason steps closer to counter where there’s another dish towel, but I step in front of him and whip at him again.

It makes a satisfying thwack against his arm.

“Son of a—” He reaches around me, pinning me against the counter again. “You’re going down, Denny.”

“I wish.” I really do wish.

Mason pauses, and I waggle my eyebrows at him. His mouth drops open, and I take the opportunity to use his distraction to my advantage. I steal the other dish towel, so now I have both.

“Oh, so you’re going to play dirty,” Mason says. “Good to know.”

We struggle and wrestle, Mason’s hips still pinning me against the counter as he tries to get a towel from one of my hands.

Damn, he’s stronger than he used to be.

I spin so I’m facing the counter, and I clutch the towels to my chest, but holy fuck, that’s the wrong move. Because now Mason’s big body is pressed against my ass, and if I’m not mistaken, that very big, very hard thing digging into my back isn’t his leg.

He’s … hard? For me?

I look at him over my shoulder. His expression is so lustful it makes my dick ache. His dark eyes are fiery and focused on my lips.

It’s difficult not to push back and rut against him, but I hold firm because I think he’s going to kiss me again.

His pink tongue darts out the tiniest bit, and then—

He steps back and turns toward the dishwasher.

I blink.

What just happened?

Did he chicken out? Is he trying to drive me fucking crazy?

I startle at a feminine voice. “People are starting to leave.” The production assistant stands near the entrance to the kitchen, her gaze ping-ponging back and forth between Mason and me, and suddenly it makes sense.

We were too careless.

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About The Author

Eden Finley is an Amazon bestselling author who writes steamy contemporary romances that are full of snark and light-hearted fluff.

She doesn’t take anything too seriously and lives to create an escape from real life for her readers. The ideas always begin with a wackadoodle premise, and she does her best to turn them into romances with heart.

With a short attention span that rivals her son’s, she writes multiple different pairings: MM, MMF, and MF.

She’s also an Australian girl and apologises for her Australianisms that sometimes don’t make sense to anyone else.

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A hard fought for happy ending and I absolutely loved this pair

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

OMG that was a hard fought for happy ending and totally different to what I was expecting.

One part, which I’m not going to spoil, really came out of nowhere, and I’m not ashamed to admit it made me teary.

The one thing that wasn’t a shock though was Denver and Mason’s feelings for each other. It was very clear their friendship had more than just a bromance vibe.

At times I wanted to thump Mason, but I also completely understood him and the fears and doubts he was labouring with.

Denver is a sweetheart, but he’s got his own demons to fight too and, while this is still as steamy and has the great banter I’d expect from Eden, it tackles a few more serious subjects too.

It’s a wonderfully realised exploration of falling for your best friend and the sexual intimacy develops organically.

My favourite one so far in this wonderful series.

Now, roll on Blake and his intriguing man!

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Release Blitz: Starting From Somewhere by Lane Hayes

Starting From Somewhere | Lane Hayes

Starting From #4

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Release Date: November 20, 2020

Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 31k

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The guitarist and the geek…

Bobby J-

What can I say? I’m a man of many tastes. I know what I like, and I’m not afraid to go for it. And I like the adorable geek from the bar. A lot. He’s smart and sassy…and he doesn’t seem to know or care that I’m in a hot up-and-coming band. However, I just found out he’s the new intern at Scratch Records. Uh-oh, this could get tricky.

Cody-

Confession…I’ve flubbed my mission. My quest is to research cool things and interesting people before I start my job as aerospace analyst—not fall for a rock star. My internship won’t last long if I can’t control this infatuation. Bobby J might look like a bear, but he’s fun and sweet and…oh boy, I think I’m in over my head. But maybe that’s not such a bad thing. After all, you’ve got to start somewhere.

Starting From Somewhere is a MM, bisexual romance with some rock and roll and a little nerdiness! Each book in the Starting From series can be read as a stand-alone.

Excerpt

Cody nodded as he pulled out his cell and typed a few notes. “Got it. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Give me one shot before I go.” I motioned for him to start talking.

“A flirting shot. Okay.” He licked his lips nervously, then shook his head. “I can’t. Everything I’m thinking is…rude.”

I barked a quick laugh. “You have my complete and undivided attention. Bring it on.”

“Um…your jeans look tight. I can’t wait for you to stand up so I can see your ass. But I’d love to see your ass out of them too.”

I bit back a grin. “Okay. That was direct and kinda hot, but do not under any circumstances try that with anyone else on planet Earth.”

“Too much?”

“A tad.” I squeezed his shoulder as I stood. “Keep practicing. It was nice to meet you, Cody.”

“You too. I’ll walk out with you. I’ve done enough research tonight.”

I nodded, then led the way to the exit, holding the door open for him. I stepped outside and gazed up at the fast-moving clouds drifting over the half-moon before turning toward my new acquaintance. Cody pulled his keys from his pocket and smiled.

“Where’d you park?” I asked.

“Over there.” He gestured at the black Mini Cooper at the far end of the lot mostly hidden in shadows.

My chivalrous side kicked in out of the blue. “I’ll walk you to your car. I’m heading that way.”

Cody beamed at me. “Thank you. Are you working early tomorrow?”

“No, why you do ask?”

“I’m making polite conversation. No flirtation whatsoever. Although I was mulling over our earlier discussion and realized you’re guilty of double standards.”

“How so?”

“Earlier you said…and I quote, ‘I’d do you.’ You added something about doing ‘it’ over a bar, a table, etcetera. Ring any bells?” He pointed his key fob at his car and gave a satisfied nod when it beeped on cue.

I squinted warily. “Yeah, but—”

“When I told you I wanted to see your posterior in your Levi’s, I was somehow out of line. The logic confuses me. Why should you be able to say what you’re thinking, and I can’t?” He came to a stop at the driver’s side of his car and crossed his arms, silently issuing a challenge of some kind.

“Now that you mention it, I suppose that does seem unfair.” I scratched my beard thoughtfully, then turned around to show off my denim-clad ass. “Ta-da! I present my posterior.”

Cody snickered. “Very nice.”

“Glad you approve.” I pivoted to face him and fumbled with my belt. “I guess I could show you the whole kit and caboodle…or caboose.”

“No, no. Let’s not ask for trouble.”

I raised my hands in surrender. “If you say so.”

“I do. Kiss me instead.”

“Excuse me?”

He pursed his lips, looking uncomfortable as hell. To his credit, he didn’t back down. “You heard me.”

The husky note in his voice zipped through my veins like a secret elixir. The sudden onslaught of need and desire was a powerful combo. I stepped closer, wedging myself between him and the Prius parked next to his car. I was at least four inches taller than Cody and much bigger. I could squish him like a bug. I wouldn’t. I wasn’t that kind of guy, but he didn’t know that. He should be careful around men like me.

“Why?”

“Because I might never meet anyone like you again. If I do, I might not be confident, brave, or sincere enough to tell him what I want. I feel like this might be a chance I should take. I understand if you say no. I’m not your type. I get it. I’m not sure why you talked to me at all tonight. Or why—”

I curled my fingers around the back of his neck and sealed my lips to his.

So what happened to my gentlemanly resolve to not corrupt a nerdy, adorable dude barking up the wrong tree for some sexy action? I had no fucking clue.

About the Author

Lane Hayes

Lane Hayes loves a good romance! An avid reader from an early age, she has always been drawn to well-told love story with beautifully written characters.

Her debut novel was a 2013 Rainbow Award finalist and subsequent books have received Honorable Mentions, and were winners in the 2016, 2017, and 2018-2019 Rainbow Awards. She loves red wine, chocolate and travel (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband in a not quite empty nest.

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