Today I am so pleased to welcome Keira Andrews to Joyfully Jay. Keira has come to share an exclusive (and sexy) excerpt from her latest release, Eight Nights in December (which I reviewed here and really enjoyed). She has also brought along a great giveaway. Please join me in giving Keira a big welcome!

Eight Nights in December


Thanks to Jay so much for having me today to talk about my new and improved Hanukkah romance. This novella was previously published 10 years ago. It’s been significantly expanded with a stronger HEA. I’m much happier with it now, and I hope you’ll enjoy it!

I’m not Jewish, but I have a couple of close friends who are, and they helped with the Hanukkah details. (I can attest that the sufganiyot doughnuts mentioned in the book are delicious.) I absolutely love the holiday season, whether it’s Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanza, Solstice, or Festivus (for the rest of us).

I’ve brought an exclusive and NSFW excerpt as Nate shows Lucas a couple things in his darkroom. One of those things is how to develop pictures. 😀


The nanosecond the movie credits appeared onscreen, Lucas yawned widely and said goodnight. Mrs. Kramer gave him a plate of sufganiyot to take up to Nate, saying, “He’s always hiding away up there. He doesn’t eat enough.”

Lucas knocked softly on Nate’s closed bedroom door, waiting a few moments before opening it. To his surprise, Nate wasn’t in the darkened room, and the bathroom appeared empty. The space around the closet door glowed with a strange reddish light, and Lucas blinked at it, thinking of the 10-foot, red-eyed aliens from the movie. After a moment of debate, he approached and knocked.

“Hold on,” Nate called.

“Um, okay.” Lucas stood there with the plate of doughnuts, wondering what on earth could be going on inside.

Two long minutes later, Nate opened the door and Lucas flooded with embarrassment for not figuring out that the red light was indicative of a darkroom. Duh. I’m such a loser.

The walk-in closet had been fashioned into a working space with a counter running around the perimeter holding trays of developing liquid. A clothesline ran across the back of the closet, large photographs pinned to it.

“You’re a photographer?”

Nate chuckled, but not in a dickish way. “You clearly have a future as a detective.”

Face hot, Lucas shuffled his feet, laughing awkwardly. “Clearly.” He suddenly remembered the plate in his hand. “Here. Your mom thinks you need to eat more. I can just leave them.”

“You wanna come in? I’ve just got to develop a couple more shots.”

Lucas nodded and pulled the door shut behind him. Enclosed in the small space with Nate, his pulse raced. In the soft red glow, Nate looked better than ever, and Lucas fought the urge to reach out and touch him.

He cleared his throat and attempted to clear his mind. “I guess this explains why you keep your clothes in that separate wardrobe thingy.”

“Yeah, Mom was overjoyed when I made this a darkroom, as I’m sure you can imagine.” He glanced over his shoulder as he splashed some fluid into one of the trays. “You ever develop a picture before?”

“Uh-uh.” Lucas had been examining what looked to be a couple of little moles on the back of Nate’s neck and didn’t feel capable of complete sentences. Lucas had removed the hoodie, and his back flexed through the white tee.

“I’ll show you.”

As Nate went through the steps, Lucas tried to pay attention. At one point, Nate handed him a pair of rubber-tipped tongs, and Lucas dutifully plucked out a developed photo and hung it on the line. They worked in companionable silence, and Lucas found he enjoyed watching the photographs come to life. They were all black-and-white cityscapes, and a frisson of excitement zipped through him. He’d finally get a chance to see New York for himself in the days to come.

Maybe Nate could show me around.

“You took all of these?” Lucas admired the clean lines and unique angles of the photos.

Nate waved his hand dismissively. “Yeah, I’m just messing around.”

“I’d like to see what you can do when you’re taking it seriously because these are amazing.”

“It’s nice of you to say so.” Nate wiped his hands on a towel and plucked a doughnut from the plate Lucas had left on the counter. “We just need to wait now before we open the door.”

Nate didn’t seem comfortable with praise, so Lucas stopped talking and took his own doughnut, relishing the sweet, fruity flavor. He couldn’t understand why Nate trivialized his talent. Lucas was no expert, but he found the photographs beautiful, particularly one taken from a low angle of a cathedral, a balloon floating away in the corner. He wondered what color the balloon had been but didn’t ask. It was probably a stupid question.

They ate in silence, and Lucas noticed a blob of jelly filling on the corner of Nate’s mouth. Before he could think, he reached out, swiping at it with his finger. Their eyes locked, and Lucas froze, his hand still at Nate’s mouth.

Oh God, what was he doing?

He stayed in place, not breathing as he and Nate stared at each other in the muted red light. Before Lucas could process what was happening, Nate’s tongue curled out and licked the jelly from his finger. A jolt of desire shot right to Lucas’s balls, and he swallowed thickly, his throat suddenly dry.

Then Nate turned his head just a bit and sucked Lucas’s finger into his mouth, his gaze behind his glasses locked on Lucas’s face.

As Lucas moaned low in his throat, heart pounding, Nate yanked him close, and they were kissing. Lucas’s head swam from the explosion of sensations.

They. Were. Kissing.

He was actually kissing another man. He’d dreamed of it, and somehow it was happening. He opened his mouth, and Nate’s tongue dived in, probing and stroking as his hands ran over Lucas’s back, down to his ass.

Quiet, allegedly mild-mannered Nathaniel Kramer was grabbing his ass.

Head swimming, Lucas kissed Nate back, his body alive in a way it had never been while kissing a girl. The scratch of Nate’s stubble, his musky scent, his strong body hauling Lucas close—everything about him was so male.

I really am gay! I’m kissing a guy!

Giddy and burning with lust at the same time, Lucas explored Nate’s mouth, their kisses sweet from the doughnuts.

They both gasped for air, and Lucas realized his jeans were now undone as Nate sank to his knees. “What are you…?”

As Nate grinned wickedly and took Lucas in his mouth, all intelligent thought fled. Lucas leaned back against the counter, his hands searching for purchase as he moaned at the wet heat of Nate’s mouth. His right hand slid into one of the developing trays, liquid splashing as Nate sucked him into his throat.

Lucas’s whole body vibrated. Nate’s tongue was doing things he’d never imagined possible, and it certainly hadn’t felt like this when Paige Gallner had awkwardly sucked him off on prom night.

It felt like his cock was pulsing in time with his heart, all his nerve endings on fire. Nate pushed up Lucas’s plaid shirt with one hand, fingers skimming over Lucas’s belly and up to his nipples.

“Oh!” Lucas cried out, then slapped his own hand over his mouth.

Nate pulled off and said, “Yeah, keep it down, okay?”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Nate caressed Lucas’s belly, making him squirm, watching him. “Have you done this before?”

“I… No. Not really. A girl did this to me once, but it wasn’t anything like this.”

Lazily stroking Lucas’s shaft, Nate waggled his eyebrows above his glasses. “Well, you’re in good hands now.”

“Literally. I never thought—Sam said you’re a geek, but you’re not at all.”

Nate dipped his fingers behind Lucas’s balls, pressing the sensitive skin there. He grinned as Lucas trembled and bucked his hips. “Geeks can be good at fucking. I promise.”

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Eight NIghts in DecemberA geek. A virgin. One sexy holiday.

Orphaned Lucas figures spending the holidays with his obnoxious roommate’s family in New York City is better than staying alone on campus upstate. He ends up sharing a room again, this time with his roommate’s brother, Nate. Geeky photographer Nate isn’t at all what Lucas expects. In fact, he’s incredibly sexy—especially when he invites Lucas into his darkroom…

They hide their attraction during Hanukkah celebrations, but behind closed doors, Lucas and Nate can’t keep their hands (or mouths) off each other. Nate’s only looking for a bit of holiday fun, and amazing sex with a hot virgin definitely fits the bill. Yet as the candles burn, Nate and Lucas begin to realize eight nights will never be enough.

This gay holiday romance from Keira Andrews features secret trysts, new adult angst, spinning the dreidel, and of course a happy ending.


Keira AndrewsAfter writing for years yet never really finding the right inspiration, Keira discovered her voice in gay romance, which has become a passion. She writes contemporary, historical, paranormal, and fantasy fiction, and—although she loves delicious angst along the way—Keira firmly believes in happy endings. For as Oscar Wilde once said, “The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.”


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