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TITLE: A Kind of Romance
SERIES: A Kind of Story
AUTHOR: Lane Hayes
COVER ARTIST: Aaron Anderson
LENGTH: 82,963 words
RELEASE DATE: June 06, 2016
BLURB: Zeke Gulden is a ruthless Wall Street exec. His hard-edged, no-nonsense attitude has served him well in the cutthroat business world, but less so in his personal life. When he finds out his ex-boyfriend cheated on him with a coworker, Zeke can’t let go—not until he finds a way to get even. However, his meddlesome father has other ideas. The new hire at the family-owned bagel store is somewhat colorful, but his dad is sure he’s the perfect man for Zeke.
Benny Ruggieri is a fiercely proud New Yorker who dreams of making it big as a costume designer in the theater. In the meantime, he’s working two part-time jobs in the food biz. When his new boss sets him up with his successful son, Benny has zero expectations. If nothing else, he figures he can entertain himself by making the uptight businessman squirm. Instead, the two become unlikely friends with an inexplicable attraction they can’t ignore. Benny might be the one to help Zeke set aside his quest for revenge, if he’s willing to let go and forgive what he can’t forget… and give in to an unexpected kind of romance.
He narrowed his eyes and hummed softly. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I want to kiss you again,” said someone who sounded like me.
Surprise and pleasure flitted across his lovely face. He gave me a crooked smile that slowly blossomed into a gorgeous megawatt grin I couldn’t help returning. I moved toward him and raised a tentative hand to cup his chin. This wasn’t a dare or a trick. This moment in the moonlight wasn’t orchestrated. It simply was. I could take it or leave it. His gaze was steady. I had a sudden notion I was looking into the eyes of an old soul. The shirt, the hair, and the eyeliner were surface affectations, designed to fool the casual observer so he could hide in plain sight without ever truly giving himself away. I smoothed my thumb over his bottom lip and then bent to kiss him.
It was a featherlight connection. A mere touch. Until he licked the corner of my mouth. I crushed him against me and drove my tongue between his lips. He tasted like honey and sunshine and something I’d always wanted but didn’t have the name for. I ran my fingers through his hair and tilted his head to deepen the kiss, loving the feel of his small body and sure hands on my back and over my ass.
The city moved around us but time stood still. I was lost in the kiss in a way I hadn’t been since I was a teenager groping with the new hire in the alley outside Bowery Bagels. But this was different. Benny felt familiar somehow… like I’d known him for years. It wasn’t déjà vu, though. It was more like coming home.
A honking horn broke the spell a moment later.
Benny took a deep breath and took a step backward. “There’s my ride. I’ll see you round.”
“Wait!” I grabbed his elbow to stop him. “I—uh… bowling. Call me.”
“No.”
“No?”
“You call me. And if you change your mind, it’s fine,” he repeated as he reached for the car door. “See ya, Zeke.”
I watched the car pull away from the curb before heading home. As I walked up the mostly deserted street, I felt a lightness I hadn’t felt in years. My thoughts were carefree. I didn’t mull over work or family. I didn’t feel the weighted burden of responsibility or the intense desire to prove myself. I was in the moment. And it felt good.
“I want to kiss you again,” said someone who sounded like me.
Surprise and pleasure flitted across his lovely face. He gave me a crooked smile that slowly blossomed into a gorgeous megawatt grin I couldn’t help returning. I moved toward him and raised a tentative hand to cup his chin. This wasn’t a dare or a trick. This moment in the moonlight wasn’t orchestrated. It simply was. I could take it or leave it. His gaze was steady. I had a sudden notion I was looking into the eyes of an old soul. The shirt, the hair, and the eyeliner were surface affectations, designed to fool the casual observer so he could hide in plain sight without ever truly giving himself away. I smoothed my thumb over his bottom lip and then bent to kiss him.
It was a featherlight connection. A mere touch. Until he licked the corner of my mouth. I crushed him against me and drove my tongue between his lips. He tasted like honey and sunshine and something I’d always wanted but didn’t have the name for. I ran my fingers through his hair and tilted his head to deepen the kiss, loving the feel of his small body and sure hands on my back and over my ass.
The city moved around us but time stood still. I was lost in the kiss in a way I hadn’t been since I was a teenager groping with the new hire in the alley outside Bowery Bagels. But this was different. Benny felt familiar somehow… like I’d known him for years. It wasn’t déjà vu, though. It was more like coming home.
A honking horn broke the spell a moment later.
Benny took a deep breath and took a step backward. “There’s my ride. I’ll see you round.”
“Wait!” I grabbed his elbow to stop him. “I—uh… bowling. Call me.”
“No.”
“No?”
“You call me. And if you change your mind, it’s fine,” he repeated as he reached for the car door. “See ya, Zeke.”
I watched the car pull away from the curb before heading home. As I walked up the mostly deserted street, I felt a lightness I hadn’t felt in years. My thoughts were carefree. I didn’t mull over work or family. I didn’t feel the weighted burden of responsibility or the intense desire to prove myself. I was in the moment. And it felt good.
Lane Hayes is grateful to finally be doing what she loves best. Writing full time! It’s no secret Lane loves a good romance novel. An avid reader from an early age, she has always been drawn to a well-told love story with beautifully written characters. These days she prefers the leading roles both be men! Lane discovered the M/M genre a few years ago and was instantly hooked. Her first novel was a finalist in the 2013 Rainbow Awards and her third received an Honorable Mention in the 2014 Rainbow Awards. She loves travel, chocolate, and wine (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband and the coolest yellow lab ever in an almost empty nest.
Winner’s Prize: $25 Gift Card to Ebook retailer of choice (DSP, Amazon, ARE Café)
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