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Workaholic Nate Erickson is a successful real estate developer who thrives on long hours and stress.
When a Los Angeles project prompts him to relocate to Santa Monica, he welcomes the change of scenery. Nate has always considered romantic entanglements trouble, but his sexy next-door neighbor isn’t easy to ignore. Which makes no sense, because Nate is straight… or so he’s always thought.
Alex Reyes is a retired professional soccer player turned West Hollywood business owner with an insatiable lust for life. He loves his family, friends, and work. But there’s one life challenge left to accomplish: coming out publically. Respect for traditional Latino values has kept him in the closet, but Alex begins to think he and his new neighbor might help one another combat their fears. As Alex and Nate forge a strong friendship, they soon realize facing their personal demons will take more courage than either man bargained. The reward is immeasurable… if the timing is right.
Author Name: Lane Hayes
Book Name: The Right Time
Series: Right & Wrong Stories
Book number: 3
Can be read as a standalone
Release Date: June 26, 2015
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Aaron Anderson
Categories: Contemporary, Erotica, Fiction, Gay fiction, Humor, M/M Romance, Romance
Pages or Words: 225 pages, 80,000 words
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25311219-the-right-time
Sales Links:
EXCERPT FOR THE RIGHT TIME BY LANE HAYES
I hadn’t worked out with a professional in years, and it felt foreign to wait for someone else’s direction.
“Any issues with your shoulders or arms? Any injuries I should know about?” he asked, handing me the weights.
“No, I’m good.”
“Great. Start with your palms facing your thighs, lift them both over your chest, then lower the left. Good. And now the right.”
He stood over me diligently, making slight corrections when needed. My supine position gave me an interesting perspective. When I looked up, I noted how his strong brow offset his twinkling eyes. I swallowed uncomfortably and turned my head, only to find myself staring at his crotch. His dark shorts seemed to hint they were covering a generous package.
Holy fuck.
“You doing okay?”
“Uh yeah. Hey, weren’t you going to tell me about your Friday night?” I needed him to talk. I didn’t trust my thoughts anymore, and I was stuck in my current position crazily aware of a man in a way I hadn’t been in over fifteen fucking years. Diversion in any form was welcome.
Alex snorted. “I already told you. I went dancing, and oh yeah, I did get lucky.”
He added the last part with a hearty chuckle, no doubt catching my wide-eyed expression. I hadn’t expected that.
“Oh.”
“You asked.”
“Right.” I did? The strong flash of jealousy took me by surprise, but I pressed on. “Did you go back to the beach to get those girls’ numbers last weekend?”
He looked confused for a second, but a slow cocky grin soon spread across his handsome features as he crouched so his face was close to mine.
“No, I told you they weren’t my type.”
I gulped and watched his eyes lower to my throat. He licked his top lip and reached out to adjust my wrist.
“Lift ’em both at the same time, Nate. That’s it. Push it. Harder.”
I sent up a quick prayer I wasn’t sporting a tent in my shorts. Alex’s voice, touch, and yeah, the unintentional innuendos were making me nuts. And horny. I felt terribly out of my element. I wasn’t sure what we were talking about anymore, but the potent silence made me more uncomfortable than speech. Keep talking, I thought.
“So a dance partner?”
“What? Oh. Yeah, I think so. I can’t remember. It was just one of those things, you know? Sit up. Let’s give your arms a break.”
“Just one of those things?”
“Yeah. One night. No numbers exchanged. No hassle, no fuss.”
I had no words. Literally.
Alex chuckled gleefully as he led the way to a leg machine. He gave instructions and stood back to observe me for a moment.
“It’s not necessarily my favorite kind of sex, but hey….” He shrugged his shoulders with his hands outstretched as if to say “what’s a guy to do?”
I recognized this cue. It was my opportunity to commiserate about the trials and tribulations of being a single man with a healthy sexual appetite. Now was my chance to admit it was nice every once in a while to have sex of the nonsolo variety with someone who knew the score. But I was tongue-tied and equally aware of a completely different undercurrent. One I wasn’t brave enough to explore.
“You can stop having fun at my expense any time.”
Alex squeezed my shoulder and smirked playfully. “You’re easily rattled.”
“How so?”
“You seem like someone who has a place for everything and likes everything in its place. You have a routine, and you don’t appreciate any deviation. I should be flattered you came to the gym with me at the spur of the moment.” He paused, running his tongue over his plump bottom lip. “If you’re not careful, I’m gonna think you like me.”
The air between us crackled. Alex leaned forward so his handsome face was mere inches from mine. His proximity alone seemed to issue a challenge. Daring me to confess I was more than I appeared to be. I doubt he expected any revelations, but his intent was certainly to… how had he put it, rattle me. And damn, it was working.
What inspired you to start writing?
I was inspired to start writing when my eldest son came out just before he left for college. I’d been waiting for him to say the words for years, but when he finally did, it was easy to tell this was just the beginning of his journey. He wasn’t comfortable with his revelation about his sexuality. It broke my heart to see pain rather than relief and I wasn’t sure what I could do to show support. So I tried writing. I’ve always had stories floating in my head, but for some reason, I felt compelled to write this one down. The book, Better Than Good, was first published novel. Ultimately, it was a story of hope.
What comes first, the plot or characters?
Characters! My stories tend to be very character-driven. I love complex MCs who still manage to be relatable. Don’t get me wrong, the plot is very important obviously, but the characters always come first for me.
What is your work schedule like when you are writing?
I write every day. I start early (6 am or earlier) and go most days until it’s time to pick my daughter up from school in the afternoon. On the weekends, I’m not able to get as much done but I still go for it!
How many books have you written? Which is your favorite?
I have written eight books so far! There are four books in the Better Than Stories series (Book #4 will be out this fall! J) and three books in the Right and Wrong Stories series. The Right Time is the latest, but I have a feeling there will be a Book 4 eventually. My current WIP is the first in a new series. By the time this blog is posted, I hope to be working on the second one. I’ve also written a handful of short stories, including my first ever effort for Goodreads’ Don’t Read in the Closet project. Look for it this summer!
As far as my favorite… I couldn’t begin to say. It’s like asking a mother who her favorite kid is! I will say, I’m generally most excited about the book that is about to be released. Probably because it’s my first chance to share it!
Do you hear from your readers much? What do they say?
I love hearing from readers! I tend to get more messages just as a new book is released. And so far, so good. J My readers are on to me, though. They know I love a series and I get a lot of comments about which of my supporting characters deserves a story of their own. I was told Paul (from Better Than Friends) deserved one. And of course, there were many votes for Alex! After The Wrong Man came out, I’ve heard from many readers that needs an HEA too. Paul’s story is coming this fall, folks (See? I do listen!). Do you still think Lo needs a story? I’d love to hear! (Twitter, FB or email me any time! J)
Lane Hayes is finally doing what she loves best. Writing! An avid reader from an early age, Lane has always been drawn to romance novels. She truly believes there is nothing more inspiring than a well-told love story with beautifully written characters. Lane discovered the M/M genre a fews ago and was instantly hooked. Her debut novel, Better Than Good, was a 2013 Rainbow Awards finalist. She loves travel, chocolate, and wine (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband and their very old dog in an almost empty nest.
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Workaholic Nate Erickson is a successful real estate developer who thrives on long hours and stress.
When a Los Angeles project prompts him to relocate to Santa Monica, he welcomes the change of scenery. Nate has always considered romantic entanglements trouble, but his sexy next-door neighbor isn’t easy to ignore. Which makes no sense, because Nate is straight… or so he’s always thought.
Alex Reyes is a retired professional soccer player turned West Hollywood business owner with an insatiable lust for life. He loves his family, friends, and work. But there’s one life challenge left to accomplish: coming out publically. Respect for traditional Latino values has kept him in the closet, but Alex begins to think he and his new neighbor might help one another combat their fears. As Alex and Nate forge a strong friendship, they soon realize facing their personal demons will take more courage than either man bargained. The reward is immeasurable… if the timing is right.
Author Name: Lane Hayes
Book Name: The Right Time
Series: Right & Wrong Stories
Book number: 3
Can be read as a standalone
Release Date: June 26, 2015
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Aaron Anderson
Categories: Contemporary, Erotica, Fiction, Gay fiction, Humor, M/M Romance, Romance
Pages or Words: 225 pages, 80,000 words
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25311219-the-right-time
Sales Links:
EXCERPT FOR THE RIGHT TIME BY LANE HAYES
I hadn’t worked out with a professional in years, and it felt foreign to wait for someone else’s direction.
“Any issues with your shoulders or arms? Any injuries I should know about?” he asked, handing me the weights.
“No, I’m good.”
“Great. Start with your palms facing your thighs, lift them both over your chest, then lower the left. Good. And now the right.”
He stood over me diligently, making slight corrections when needed. My supine position gave me an interesting perspective. When I looked up, I noted how his strong brow offset his twinkling eyes. I swallowed uncomfortably and turned my head, only to find myself staring at his crotch. His dark shorts seemed to hint they were covering a generous package.
Holy fuck.
“You doing okay?”
“Uh yeah. Hey, weren’t you going to tell me about your Friday night?” I needed him to talk. I didn’t trust my thoughts anymore, and I was stuck in my current position crazily aware of a man in a way I hadn’t been in over fifteen fucking years. Diversion in any form was welcome.
Alex snorted. “I already told you. I went dancing, and oh yeah, I did get lucky.”
He added the last part with a hearty chuckle, no doubt catching my wide-eyed expression. I hadn’t expected that.
“Oh.”
“You asked.”
“Right.” I did? The strong flash of jealousy took me by surprise, but I pressed on. “Did you go back to the beach to get those girls’ numbers last weekend?”
He looked confused for a second, but a slow cocky grin soon spread across his handsome features as he crouched so his face was close to mine.
“No, I told you they weren’t my type.”
I gulped and watched his eyes lower to my throat. He licked his top lip and reached out to adjust my wrist.
“Lift ’em both at the same time, Nate. That’s it. Push it. Harder.”
I sent up a quick prayer I wasn’t sporting a tent in my shorts. Alex’s voice, touch, and yeah, the unintentional innuendos were making me nuts. And horny. I felt terribly out of my element. I wasn’t sure what we were talking about anymore, but the potent silence made me more uncomfortable than speech. Keep talking, I thought.
“So a dance partner?”
“What? Oh. Yeah, I think so. I can’t remember. It was just one of those things, you know? Sit up. Let’s give your arms a break.”
“Just one of those things?”
“Yeah. One night. No numbers exchanged. No hassle, no fuss.”
I had no words. Literally.
Alex chuckled gleefully as he led the way to a leg machine. He gave instructions and stood back to observe me for a moment.
“It’s not necessarily my favorite kind of sex, but hey….” He shrugged his shoulders with his hands outstretched as if to say “what’s a guy to do?”
I recognized this cue. It was my opportunity to commiserate about the trials and tribulations of being a single man with a healthy sexual appetite. Now was my chance to admit it was nice every once in a while to have sex of the nonsolo variety with someone who knew the score. But I was tongue-tied and equally aware of a completely different undercurrent. One I wasn’t brave enough to explore.
“You can stop having fun at my expense any time.”
Alex squeezed my shoulder and smirked playfully. “You’re easily rattled.”
“How so?”
“You seem like someone who has a place for everything and likes everything in its place. You have a routine, and you don’t appreciate any deviation. I should be flattered you came to the gym with me at the spur of the moment.” He paused, running his tongue over his plump bottom lip. “If you’re not careful, I’m gonna think you like me.”
The air between us crackled. Alex leaned forward so his handsome face was mere inches from mine. His proximity alone seemed to issue a challenge. Daring me to confess I was more than I appeared to be. I doubt he expected any revelations, but his intent was certainly to… how had he put it, rattle me. And damn, it was working.
What inspired you to start writing?
I was inspired to start writing when my eldest son came out just before he left for college. I’d been waiting for him to say the words for years, but when he finally did, it was easy to tell this was just the beginning of his journey. He wasn’t comfortable with his revelation about his sexuality. It broke my heart to see pain rather than relief and I wasn’t sure what I could do to show support. So I tried writing. I’ve always had stories floating in my head, but for some reason, I felt compelled to write this one down. The book, Better Than Good, was first published novel. Ultimately, it was a story of hope.
What comes first, the plot or characters?
Characters! My stories tend to be very character-driven. I love complex MCs who still manage to be relatable. Don’t get me wrong, the plot is very important obviously, but the characters always come first for me.
What is your work schedule like when you are writing?
I write every day. I start early (6 am or earlier) and go most days until it’s time to pick my daughter up from school in the afternoon. On the weekends, I’m not able to get as much done but I still go for it!
How many books have you written? Which is your favorite?
I have written eight books so far! There are four books in the Better Than Stories series (Book #4 will be out this fall! J) and three books in the Right and Wrong Stories series. The Right Time is the latest, but I have a feeling there will be a Book 4 eventually. My current WIP is the first in a new series. By the time this blog is posted, I hope to be working on the second one. I’ve also written a handful of short stories, including my first ever effort for Goodreads’ Don’t Read in the Closet project. Look for it this summer!
As far as my favorite… I couldn’t begin to say. It’s like asking a mother who her favorite kid is! I will say, I’m generally most excited about the book that is about to be released. Probably because it’s my first chance to share it!
Do you hear from your readers much? What do they say?
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