Today I am so pleased to welcome Anyta Sunday to Joyfully Jay. Anyta has come to talk to us about a new release, A Dashwood of Sense and Sensibility. Anyta has also brought along a great giveaway. Please join me in giving a big welcome!
Wade parked outside the bach and killed the engine. The last of the sunlight had faded and blueish evening layered them in shadows, the white painted line bright on the asphalt of the street; for a minute, he was back in the pub as Wade had opened his wallet to pay. There, in the back pocket behind a twenty, a folded napkin, bright white, a tiny smudge of fineliner on the edge.
“Where are you, Noah?” Wade sounded amused.
Noah pulled back from that moment of heightened hope. “H-how was breakfast with your mum?”
Wade laughed hollowly. “She basically agreed to give me the money if I propose to Grace.”
Grace. There was a name Noah had forgotten.
Because as soon as Wade told me she was just a friend, I hadn’t needed anything else to settle my . . . jealousy.
She’d faded from his thoughts.
“What will you do?”
“Well nothing will ever happen romantically with Grace.”
Was it too much to hope the same of Luc?
As if sensing Noah’s thoughts, Wade shifted. “I hope tonight wasn’t too awkward?”
“No.” Noah sank back in his seat. “Well. A bit.”
A soft laugh. “Luc and I . . .”
“Hey, you have a past. I do too.”
“Tell me about your exes?”
Noah laughed. “That’s only fair.”
Wade waited, watched.
“My ex and I also parted ways not long ago.”
“We liked each other.”
“That’s it. He . . . he wanted more than like. So we agreed it was better that he move on.”
Vinyl creaked. “Noah. I hope you weren’t okay with just being liked.”
Noah’s pulse soared and he fumbled with the tricky belt. “Not everyone finds their true mate, Wade.”
Large hands gripped the steering wheel.
“It’s okay. Life is messy. The easiest way to navigate it is to be sensible about these things.” I’ll forgive you if you choose Luc. “Friendship is much better anyway.”
“Friendship is invaluable, but . . .” Wade’s darkened profile concentrated on the road. “There’s a place for passion.”
He willed Wade to turn towards him, to cup his face, to beg Noah to kiss him. To drag him into the cottage, his bedroom, and take care of him . . .
Wade sighed and drummed his thumbs. “You would have been right, Noah. To make us wait. To give it more time. I really am sorry for rushing things.” He looked over. “I think we should . . .”
This was it. It was happening already. Wade was letting him go.
The seatbelt dragged slowly over his aching heart. “Yes. Of course.” He opened the door. “I should, ah—”
Wade clasped his arm. “Please tell me we can still hang out?”
“As friends,” Noah said, stating Wade’s implicit wish.
Wade’s soft touch drifted off him. “As friends.”
Noah stared at those dark, imploring eyes. He forced his voice not to squeak. “Of course.”
Love, Austen (Book 6)
Two Dashwood brothers. Two dashing romances.
Sensible, reasonable, responsible.
Noah Dashwood is the practical type. Now the beloved family home’s been sold to settle their father’s debts, Noah’s number one priority is finding a new place to live for himself and his brother. But the old house’s last gift to him is completely unexpected: Wade Ferrars, literally walking over broken glass to shake his hand, sexy and lovely and everything a guy could dream of. He even makes Noah . . . believe in romance.
Except . . .
Why so hot and cold?
What is he hiding?
Idealistic, energetic, spontaneous.
Oh God. Disaster. No money, no home, no man . . . Zach Dashwood should really, like, get a steady paying job. Help his brother out. Ohhh, maybe Ask Austen Studios has room for a talented musician? Maybe he should just nip in there . . .
This guy with terrible tie-taste is really something. Working on a Sunday, poor thing. Okay, they should hang out, maybe he’ll put in a good word with the boss—
Oh, he is the boss.
The clever, funny, decent, well-earning, sexy boss.
Well that’s . . .
Why has this guy not been snapped up yet? New mission!
Two very different brothers. Both in for a surprise.
A modern gay retelling of Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility
I’m a big, BIG fan of slow-burn romances. I love to read and write stories with characters who slowly fall in love.
Some of my favorite tropes to read and write are: Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Clueless Guys, Bisexual, Pansexual, Demisexual, Oblivious MCs, Everyone (Else) Can See It, Slow Burn, Love Has No Boundaries.
I write a variety of stories, Contemporary MM Romances with a good dollop of emotion, Contemporary lighthearted MM Romances, and even a splash of fantasy.
My books have been translated into German, Italian, French, Spanish, and Thai.
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