Today I am so pleased to welcome Anne Tenino to Joyfully Jay. Anne has come to talk to us about her latest release, Billionaire with Benefits. She has also brought along…. Please join me in giving her a big welcome!

Hello, and welcome to the Billionaire with Benefits Blog Tour! *fanfare, etc*

You might have noticed this book took me a while to write . . . or maybe you didn’t notice, but take my word for it, it did. That might be why it ended up longer than it needed it to be. Ultimately we trimmed over 15,000 words from the original Billionaire manuscript, so posts from me (as opposed to spotlights and reviews) are all going to be cut scenes from the book. Sort of like the extras on a DVD, but, you know, not.

A list of stops on the tour can be found here. Why would you want to follow the tour? Well, because I’m giving away a fabulous, one-of-a-kind Voodoo Ken Kit, which the winner can use to seek revenge on any or all of their exes. How do you win? Check the bottom of each tour post for details.

Today’s cut scene immediately follows the one that I posted yesterday (either at The Novel Approach, or at Smoocher’s Voice . . . I think). In this scene, Tierney is at his doctor’s office, having the infected scratch on his butt—inflicted on him by Dalton’s cat—looked at. There’s actually not much more to say about it than that . . . Oh, except for those of you who haven’t read the book, Tierney came out at his grandfather’s wake.

In the exam room, Tierney dropped trou for Doctor Sherwood, bent over the examining table, and the dude sucked in a breath.

That bad?” The guy had to have seen all kinds of shit, so if he was reacting—

“How’d you get this again?” the doctor asked in a strangled voice. Wait, was he laughing?

I’d laugh. “My boyfriend’s cat took exception to me being naked in his bed,” Tierney explained in a monotone.

Your boyfriend,” the doctor said, ripping off the bandage that covered the deepest part of the scratch, so Tierney had double the reason to flinch. Hadn’t Sherwood heard about his coming-out? He was an acquaintance of the family, so he should have. Tierney’s mind raced, trying to come up a not-humiliating way to handle this conversation.

He’s poking at my naked, inflamed ass, and now< I have to come out to the dude?

“I didn’t know you were seeing anyone.” Doctor Sherwood’s fingertips pressed against the most painful spot.

“Ouch! But you know I’m gay, right?” Oh, that wasn’t awkward.

“I was at your grandfather’s wake,” Sherwood said in that same strangled voice as earlier.

“Your bedside manner is awesome, dude.”

“Thank you.” The guy was laughing openly, now, but he’d stopped poking at Tierney’s butt. “Well, you don’t need stitches.”

“Fuck, I’d hope not.”

“But I’m going to have to irrigate with saline.”

Tierney dug his fingers into the exam bed padding. “Seriously?” That was going to suck.

“Yes. And I recommend you stay away from the attack cat in the future.”

“Thanks,” Tierney muttered.

Doctor Sherwood couldn’t get off the topic of Dalton. “Tell me about this boyfriend,” he said while flooding Tierney’s wound with liquid.

“Are you just trying to make conversation so I won’t notice you’re bathing my exposed flesh in acid?” Tierney asked through gritted teeth.

“No, I’m actually curious.”

Fucker sounded way too calm. “He’s not really my boyfriend,” Tierney admitted, partly because it would take his mind off the procedure. “He’s a guy I’m—“ fucking< “—seeing. In, like, a friendly way. Ow!”

“Almost done,” Sherwood said. “So, this friend that you referred to as your boyfriend, but who you’re now saying is only a friend with benefits . . .”

“What are you, a shrink?” Tierney snapped.

Sherwood huffed a laugh. “If I were a shrink, I wouldn’t ask such obvious questions. I’d ask you how you felt about this man and urge you to live in the present, and then I might ask about your mother—“

“God, no. Please.”

“—but I’d never say something like, ‘If you call him your boyfriend, then he probably is.’”

“You know, I’m really starting to wish I’d gone to see my therapist instead.”

The doctor tsked. “When I’m providing two services for the price of one? You aren’t much of a businessman.”

“I’ll pay you triple to shut up.”

“I accept.”

Except he didn’t shut up. Eventually though, Doctor Sherwood finished and gave Tierney a cream to anesthetize the scratches, and also wrote a prescription for antibiotics. “You want some pain pills too, in case?”

“Yeah,” Tierney said, zipping his fly. “But I have a history of substance abuse.” He met his doctor’s eyes, waiting to see how the dude would take that. “I just got out of rehab.”

Sherwood made a note in his chart. “Lots of changes in your life, I take it.”

“You have no fucking idea, doc.”

Blurb

It’s just a friend thing

Before confessing his gayness to his best friend, Tierney Terrebonne’s sex life is strictly restroom. After confessing his gayness to his best friend . . . it doesn’t improve much. Why bother trying when the man he’s loved for fourteen years (see: “best friend”) is totally unattainable? Good thing Tierney is an old hand at accepting defeat; all it takes is a bottle of bourbon. Or fifty. Repeat as needed.

Dalton Lehnart has a history of dating wealthy, damaged, closeted, lying, cheating, no-good, cowardly men, so of course he’s immediately attracted to Tierney Terrebonne. Fortunately, Tierney is so dissolute that even Dalton’s feelings for the man would be better described as pity. Which becomes sympathy as they get to know each other. Followed by compassion, concern, caring, and hopefulness as Tierney struggles to change his life. When the man comes out very publicly and enters rehab, Dalton finds himself downright attached to Tierney. And as everyone knows, after attachment comes . . .

Uh oh.

But post-rehab Tierney can’t handle more than friendship, so Dalton should be safe from repeating his own past mistakes, right? Right?

http://www.riptidepublishing.com/titles/billionaire-with-benefits

Bio

Raised on a steady diet of Monty Python, classical music and the visual arts, Anne Tenino was—famously—the first patient diagnosed with Compulsive Romantic Disorder. Since that day, Anne has taken on conquering the M/M world through therapeutic writing. Finding out who those guys having sex in her head are and what to do with them has been extremely liberating.

Anne’s husband finds it liberating as well, although in a somewhat different way. Her two daughters are mildly confused by Anne’s need to twist Ken dolls into odd positions. However, other than occasionally stealing Ken1’s strap-on, they let Mom do her thing without interference.

Wondering what Anne does in her spare time? Mostly she lies on the couch, eats bonbons and shirks housework.

Check out what Anne’s up to now by visiting her site. http://annetenino.com

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Giveaway

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