Today I am so pleased to welcome Lane Hayes to Joyfully Jay. Lane has come to share an exclusive excerpt from her latest release, A Kind of Honesty. She has also brought along a great tour wide giveaway. Please join me in giving her a big welcome!

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Excerpt

It seemed cooler here than it had a couple miles away at Sam and Ed’s. We moved quickly toward the low fence separating the lot from the field. Carter gave me a quirky grin before hiking over the fence. I followed his lead then headed across the dewy grass toward the dugouts. It was hauntingly beautiful. A blanket of mist floated over the diamond, giving the field a mysterious and majestic quality I associated with spiritual places. Like cathedrals.

I stood for a moment at home plate to admire the scenery. In a city as big as New York, it was rare to find a place so quiet you could almost imagine you were truly alone. I glanced over my shoulder when I heard Carter approach with his glove in hand.

“Got it. Want to grab the other one from the car and toss the ball?”

“Not particularly,” I admitted with a shrug.

“Okay. We can get go—”

“No. Let’s stay for a minute. It’s… nice here. Peaceful.”

Young athletic man with tattoo isolated on blackCarter’s radiant smile felt like a beam of sunshine. I smiled in return and let the last of my misgivings go. If only for now.

“Nights like tonight remind me of that movie “Field of Dreams”. Did you ever see it?” he asked.

“When I was a kid.”

“I loved it. I used to wish my dad owned a cornfield in the middle of the country where old time baseball heroes came to play at night and relive their one last moment of glory.”

“Who in their right mind wishes for a fucking cornfield?”

Carter chuckled. “A lonely kid with an older parent, an absent mother and no siblings. I didn’t want the cornfield. I wanted the family. I wanted my dad to play catch with me in the park and take me to ball games. Hell, I wanted him to watch my ball games. But… we don’t always get what we want.”

“What do you want now?”

“I want things I can’t buy. Peace of mind, something real and someone who—look…I’m not interested in Lance. He was probably horny and figured why not ask. It’s how things used to work with us. I really don’t think he’ll out you, but if you’re concerned we can do our own thing for a while—”

“No,” I said abruptly. “I’m not ready to blast anything from the rooftops but I’m also not ready to give this up. You feel real to me, Carter. I’m willing to take a chance. At least for now.”

“For now,” he repeated with a smile. “Okay. Me too.”

“Good. I can’t make big promises or wild romantic gestures, but I want you to know this means something to me. I’m not with anyone else. Only you. I’ll do my best not to be a bad bet.”

“That was almost…romantic,” he said with a half laugh.

“Yeah well, I’m out of practice.”

“Hmm. Well, like I told you… I’m notorious for my bad taste in men but—”

“Gee thanks.”

“Present company excluded.” He bumped my shoulder and then hooked his arm over my shoulder before kissing my cheek. The gesture was sweet and unexpected. I slipped my arm around his waist to keep him close. For once I didn’t question why. I only knew this felt… right. Real. His pleased expression told me he felt the same.


Blurb

A-Kind-of-Honesty-Book-CoverMusic is Tim Chalmers’s great escape and the one thing that’s never let him down. But his band Spiral’s meteoric rise to fame has made it difficult for the drummer to maintain a low profile. Unwanted press pesters him after a public breakup with a volatile ex-girlfriend who loves the limelight as much as he loathes it. Tim’s main goal is to avoid confrontation. However, when he meets a handsome stranger in a dive bar who turns out to be someone he may know, everything changes.

Carter Hamilton-Temple might be a successful financial consultant with more brains, sophistication, and charm than most, but he always falls for the wrong guys: closet cases or men with issues. He can’t fight his attraction to the tattooed rock star, but can he trust his own judgment? When the thrill of danger combined with a fierce physical connection proves too strong for either man to resist, a quiet liaison away from the public eye and curious friends seems like a safe bet. But some secrets are hard to keep. When rumors threaten to rock his world, Tim realizes it’s time to confront his fear with his own kind of honesty.


Bio

Lane Hayes is grateful to finally be doing what she loves best. Writing full-time! It’s no secret Lane loves a good romance novel. An avid reader from an early age, she has always been drawn to well-told love story with beautifully written characters. These days she prefers the leading roles to both be men. Lane discovered the M/M genre a few years ago and was instantly hooked. Her debut novel was a 2013 Rainbow Award finalist and subsequent books have received Honorable Mentions in the 2014 and 2015 Rainbow Awards. She loves red wine, chocolate and travel (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband in an almost empty nest.

Books by Lane Hayes (Dreamspinner Press):

Better Than Good, Better Than Chance, Better Than Friends, Better Than Safe, The Right Words, The Wrong Man & The Right Time


Giveaway

Lane has brought a $25 Amazon Gift card to give away to one lucky reader on her tour. Just follow the Rafflecopter below to enter. 

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