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Today I am so pleased to welcome Layla Dorine to Joyfully Jay. Layla has come to talk to us about her latest release, Seafoam and Salt Water Taffy. Please join me in giving her a big welcome!



For the love of Velcro

Ember was so glad that his Daddy had him on a tether because holy shiitake mushrooms, Velcro covered the wall from floor to ceiling, with all kinds of ledges, caves, tunnels and obstacles, all of them Velcro. It was gonna be like being Spiderman, only without webs to shoot from his wrists.

How cool would it be if that happened?

Dancing at the end of that very stretched blue cord, Ember darted left, then right, then skittered between Daddy and Rusty, trying to tug them along faster than they were already moving, especially once he got a look at the green and black Velcro suits the others in the room had on, he couldn’t wait to get suited up in one.

Daddy chuckled and allowed himself to be led to the booth where the suits were and the short line that had formed there. Fortunately, Duncan knew that wrapping an arm around him and tugging him against his side would help settle Ember down enough to wait patiently, especially when Rusty carded his fingers through Ember’s hair and boxed him in on the other side.

“You’re both still gonna come climb with me, right?” Ember signed, glancing from a grinning Rusty over to where Daddy suddenly looked thoughtful. He had one finger pressed to his cheek while his eyes roved the room with a contemplative look, like he was thinking of changing his mind. Then Daddy tisked and Ember’s eyes narrowed.

“It’s a lot larger than it looked in the brochure,” Daddy hedged as he cocked his head to the side. “I don’t know about this little one. Now that I see it, I’m having second thoughts. Daddy is getting up there in age you know.”

Now Ember’s eyes narrowed more, but he needed ammunition for the argument he was about to make and fortunately, spotted it in the form of a silver-haired man scaling the wall with all the dexterity of Ember’s beloved lizards.

“So is Daddy saying he isn’t young enough to keep up with him?” Ember signed before pointing to the man who was creeping sideways along the wall at a rapid pace as he chased a laughing woman who was struggling to play keep away with him.

When Daddy opened his mouth, then snapped it closed again without uttering a sound, Ember knew that he’d made his point and thrown down the gauntlet like the knight in one of the books Daddy had read to them back at his house. Now it would be up to Duncan to either snatch it up and charge into the fray with it as his mantle, or snatch off his own and throw it down, a sign that the knights were about to brawl.

Daddy gave him a squeezy hug and kissed the top of his head. “I surrender, oh devious and clever imp. I have been outmaneuvered this time.”

“Not yet you haven’t, that’ll come once we get on the wall,” Ember signed as they stepped up to don their Velcro.

“Oh, you think so?” Daddy asked.

“Well yeah, Daddy,” Ember signed as he fixed Duncan with a wicked smirk. “Especially when you were just complaining about how old you are and not being able to keep up.”

Daddy’s jaw dropped, a deep, rolling chuckle rumbling out of his chest at Ember’s words.

“I believe that’s what they call checkmate?” Rusty said as he watched the exchange unfold.

“And what do you plan on doing while Ember is luring me all over the wall?” Daddy asked.

“Laughing from several perches away while attempting to outflank him.”

“Game on,” Ember signed, lifting his foot so a lady could help him slip into a suit that was covered in strips of Velcro.



Is five months into a relationship too soon to take his boy and his pup on a kink cruise to the Caribbean?


Only Duncan couldn’t resist proposing it to them and letting them decide. The pair have been together for almost a decade and friends for even longer. The bond between them is strong and unshakeable and yet they’ve always longed for a Daddy to come along and love them as fiercely as they love one another. As far as Duncan is concerned, that is the very definition of what he has to offer them.

Ember: lively, little, and completely non-verbal, he was born without the ability to speak, but that doesn’t mean he holds back when he’s passionate about something. Using sign language and a text to speech device, he helps ease the fears of those who visit the reptile and amphibian sanctuary he works at and educate them on the misunderstood animals.

Rusty: fierce yet vulnerable, trapped in a job he hates, he wars with himself about the things he wants versus expectations. He longs to spend his days creating the things he envisions, not doors and window frames, but with no clear path towards making that happen, he’s been spinning his wheels in a place that’s sent his mental health spiraling.

The cruise seems the perfect way to spend his hard-earned vacation days, and if he should happen to find some of the answers he’s been searching for on the high seas with his Daddy and their boy, then that’s the shimmer on the lollipop.

The big, purple, phallic shaped lollipop they intend to use to enhance their fun.

Welcome to Pride Cruise 2024! Where the water is crisp, the men are HOT, and the party has started! Each book is a standalone but feel free and dive in and binge them all. You won’t want to miss a second of their naughty antics. If you think they’re silly when the sun is up, just wait until it goes down.


LAYLA DORINE lives among the sprawling prairies of Midwestern America, in a house with more cats than people. She loves hiking, fishing, swimming, martial arts, camping out, photography, cooking, and traveling to visit museums, historic, and haunted places.

Layla got hooked on writing as a child and she hasn’t stopped writing since. Hard times, troubled times, the lives of her characters are never easy, but then what life is? The story is in the struggle, the journey, the triumphs, and the falls. She writes about artists, musicians, loners, drifters, and dreamers. Sometimes she writes urban romance and sometimes its aliens crash landing near a roadside bar. She loves writing shifter stories, from lions to ferrets and all points in between, and has even written a snake shifter too. She loves seeing the country from the back of a motorcycle, therefor many of her characters ride and reflect her experiences. A former guitarist in a heavy metal band, she regularly writes rockstar romances and misunderstood musicians. When she isn’t writing, or wandering, she can be found curled up with a good book and a kitty on her lap.