Today I am so pleased to welcome LA Bryce to Joyfully Jay. LA has come to talk to us about her latest release, In His Sights. She has also brought along an exclusive excerpt and a Kindle Fire to give away along her tour! Please join me in giving her a big welcome!


If you were stuck on a desert island with only three things what would they be?

So no one thinks I’m a cold person, my first thought was to bring my family, but I’d have to leave one behind.  Then I thought about it some more and realized the three that did come would be just as screwed as me—stuck out in the middle of nowhere with nothing—so I thought it best to leave them all back where they are.

Then it came to me… A kindle, an amazon prime account and a credit card. With the kindle I can spend my time reading and writing on their word processing program, then I’d use my Amazon prime account to purchase new books or food which I’d get in two days, and the credit card would make it all possible.


Mason turned around for his first real look at the guy he’d just saved. His stare met a pair of dark green eyes that seemed to be looking right through him. They also seemed to be familiar.

“Are you kidding me?” Mason asked at the same time Mr. Military said, “Why don’t you stay the hell out of other people’s business?”

“Are you kidding me?” Mason repeated, and this time when he said it the guy—Navy, as Mason used to call him—stayed quiet.

Mason couldn’t turn his gaze away. Navy was just as beautiful as he’d been eight years earlier, when Mason had first met him. Holy moly.

“Why did you butt in?” Navy asked.

Mason wasn’t sure if Navy was trying to be a hard-ass or if he really hadn’t remembered who Mason was. “Because I didn’t want to see that ass of yours kicked.” As if that would have happened.

“First, that would never have happened.”

Mason smiled at Noah’s words, and the fact they were exactly what Mason had been thinking.

“And second, if you kept your goddamn nose where it belonged, you wouldn’t have had to see anything.”

Mason’s attention went to the airport security coming down the hall. “Either we get out of here, or we find our way back inside, sit our asses down, and make nice, ‘cause trouble is walking our way.”

Navy frowned, and his gaze moved to where Mason was staring. “Fuck.” He turned around and walked back into the bar. They both made their way over to where Mason had been sitting.

Before Mason was able to pull the money out of his pocket, the bartender appeared. “Is there a problem here?”

“Nope. Everything’s fine.” Mason looked the man in the eyes. “The problem left.”

“Good. What can I get you?” The bartender seemed to inspect Mason and Noah as the two officers walked into the bar.

Mason’s heart stopped. The last thing he needed was to be reprimanded at a bar. An airport bar was even worse.

The bartender ignored Mason and Navy, focusing on the two men standing behind them. “Everything’s fine. The guys causing trouble left. They headed toward security. They should be through and outside by now. There were four, two wearing sport team jackets, if you want to check around for them.

“We’ll keep our eyes out. Thanks.” The two officers left the bar without a second glance.

Mason wanted to kiss the bartender. He was cute, but the main reason for the spit swap would be for the fact he hadn’t ratted him and Navy out. Going back to work on Tuesday would have sucked if Mason had been forced to explain why he’d received a talking to from the airport authorities.

“Thank you,” Navy was the first to say.

Then Mason chimed in, “Yeah. Thanks a lot.”

“No worries. What can I get you guys?”

Mason wasn’t sure, but he thought the bartender might have winked at Navy. But from the lack of Navy’s response, he might be mistaken.

Once the bartender brought back their drinks, Mason went to pay.

“No, I’ll get my own,” Navy rushed to say.

“Absolutely not. I think I still owe you that drink from when you topped the high score on the sniper course.”

“Fuck.” Navy peered down at the bar.

Well, that answered the question of whether or not Navy had recognized Mason. Now Mason wanted to know why Navy had been faking not knowing him.

Mason sat quietly for a moment, wondering if Navy would say anything in his own defense. The silence stretched, and so did Mason’s nerves. Why was he playing dumb, and still trying to deny he knew Mason?

“So how you’ve been?” That was as good as a spot to start as any.

“Fine.” Navy took a sip of his beer instead of going into details.

Great. Let’s try a new line of questioning. “You try to be outnumbered in a fight every time you fly?”

“Most.” Navy smiled.

“Yeah. I bet.”


Meet two men who need each other’s help but don’t realize it until it’s almost too late.

Noah is gay and terrified someone might find out. So much so that when he was blackmailed with pictures of himself with another man, instead of coming clean, he left his SEAL team without a word.

The other man is openly gay Mason, a former Marine and now part of the FBI’s Joint Terrorist Task force. It takes eight years after their first meeting in the desert for a chance event bring the two men together again. Now Noah must decide if he’s ready to accept who he is or if it’s easier to cut and run. Can they navigate the obstacles in their path to build a relationship? And why does the thought of that scare them more than investigating a group of terrorists?


LA writes m/m romance with a splash of suspense. She loves her men to work hard, play hard and love hard. It doesn’t matter what their walk of life, although she has a special place in her heart for Military heroes, those that put their life on the line every day to keep us safe, trouble always seems to find them—whether it’s a homicidal maniac, someone with a grudge against the country, or an ex who’s seeking out revenge—LA’s guys aren’t always faced with just fighting for love, they often have to fight for their lives.

LA has always lived in the North East and has recently stretched her boundaries and moved further North—the more relaxed life style giving her more time to write—in theory anyway.

Among the things she loves besides writing and her family are her friends, those she writes with and those she writes about, reading, games (the kind with boards, not in love), playing poker, her dogs, Nutella and Bok Choy, and of course, the men and women from the Military, past and present, who keep us safe.

When she finds herself stuck at the keyboard, her fingers refusing to move, her characters refusing to talk, she likes to take a break, blast some music, and dance like no one is watching her or sing her heart out into her hairbrush microphone.

She’s living her happily ever after and wants the same for all her characters. LA believes love comes in all different packages and each should be wrapped in a ribbon and cherished.


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