Hi everyone–WELCOME to Big Backlist Weekend!If you’re a blog regular, you know we have this event every month on the blog and i invite some of the biggest names in romance to join me in giving away a book from our backlists! This weekend’s guest? Rick R. Reed and as his tagline says, R is for Romance. Here’s a little about my guest (although he needs no introduction!)–

Rick R. Reed is all about exploring the romantic entanglements of gay men in contemporary, realistic settings. While his stories often contain elements of suspense, mystery and the paranormal, his focus ultimately returns to the power of love. He is the author of dozens of published novels, novellas, and short stories. He is a three-time EPIC eBook Award winner (for Caregiver, Orientation and The Blue Moon Cafe). Lambda Literary Review has called him, “a writer that doesn’t disappoint.” Rick lives in Seattle with his husband and a very spoiled Boston terrier. He is forever “at work on another novel.” 

Here’s how BBW works. To enter, you leave ONE comment. One comment will be entered in two drawings. If you win a book you already have, we’ll work something out! Ready. Here we go!

Hungry for Love by Rick R. Reed

Blurb
Nate Tippie and Brandon Wilde are gay, single, and both hoping to meet that special man, even though fate has not yet delivered him to their doorstep. Nate’s sister, Hannah, and her kooky best friend, Marilyn, are about to help fate with that task by creating a profile on the gay dating site, OpenHeartOpenMind. The two women are only exploring, but when they need a face and body for the persona they create, they use Nate as the model.

When Brandon comes across the false profile, he falls for the guy he sees online. Keeping up the charade, Hannah begins corresponding with him, posing as Nate. Real complications begin when Brandon wants to meet Nate, but Nate doesn’t even know he’s being used in the online dating ruse. Hannah and Marilyn concoct another story and send Nate out to let the guy down gently. But when Nate and Brandon meet, the two men feel an instant and powerful pull toward each other. Cupid seems to have shot his bow, but how do Nate and Brandon climb out from under a mountain of deceit without letting go of their chance at love?

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BRANDON WYLDE faced the form on his iMac screen with something akin to terror. Or maybe the emotion causing his mind to go blank and his heart to beat more swiftly could more rightly be called performance anxiety.

What was causing this fear of failure and quickened breath was the registration page for a gay dating website called OpenHeart OpenMind. Brandon had been all over the Internet, searching for a site that would put him in touch with other gay men looking for romance and the promise of something lasting and not for hookups. Now, there was no shortage of the former—the hookup sites were rampant, and as much as Brandon felt that “to each his own” was a motto worth living by, these sites were not his own. A close-up picture of an asshole (in the literal sense) or a hard dick might be titillating to some, but to Brandon it was simply a bore. How could one tell if one wanted to even “hook up” when seeing only a faceless body part? The idea gave Brandon the creeps. Did we have sex with genitals alone? No, we had sex with entire human beings, for Christ’s sake. No matter how big and thick the dick was or how open and inviting the asshole (literal, again), Brandon couldn’t imagine a meeting of any sort with simply a body part.

His “pickiness,” as his man-whore friend Christian always said, was what kept Brandon alone and yearning at age twenty-nine. “Just go online. You can have a hot guy delivered to your door within an hour, like a pizza, a delicious, mouthwatering pepperoni pizza. Hold the cheese!”

Christian was no stranger to the embraces of many men, culled from sites like Manhunt, Adam4Adam, or Craigslist (or as Margaret Cho referred to it—the Penny Saver of dick) and, more lately, Grindr and Scruff. Christian swore by these electronic connections and, as far as Brandon could tell from their happy-hour conversations, took advantage of their charms on an almost daily basis.

Brandon shook his head and wondered if what Christian was shopping for online was more a fix than a human connection.

Brandon knew what he himself was, what he had, and the condition was incurable.

He was a romantic. As much as his hormones told him that all he really required in this world was a warm place to bury his dick, his more developed senses begged to differ.

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I thought you’d like to know that USA Today said about Rick’s book — “I’ve gotten distracted reading a book before but never because I stopped to marvel at the genius of the author…sigh worthy….”

Now, here’s one of my earliest books which some of you may not have. The Scientist and the Supermodel is award-winning. Please note it is LGBT, but not strictly gay romance since both my men are more-or- less bisexual. If you only read gay romance, we’ll do an exchange.

The Scientist and the Supermodel by Tara Lain

Geneticist Jake Martin has brilliant scientific vision, but he’s blind to
his own nature. Despite his flagging interest in women and his past
experience with a man, he’s convinced himself he’d be happy if he could
just have his older boss, Emmaline Silvay, as his lover. Living in his
closeted dream world, he’s unprepared for the powerful attraction he
experiences to supermodel Roan Black, “the most beautiful man in the
world.”

Jake can’t resist the gorgeous, androgynous creature. Who could? he thinks.
But Roan refuses to accept him until Jake admits that it’s a man he wants
and this man in particular. Jake tells himself it’s just sex, but his
refusal to understand what he really needs threatens the best chance at
happiness he’s ever had. Is there a future for a PhD scientist who refuses
to see and a high school dropout supermodel who understands all too
clearly?

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Roan grinned. “So tell me something about you nobody else knows.”

Jake turned his head and spoke into the chair cushion. “I guess I could tell you about Tom.” What the fuck did I just say? That straightened him up in a hurry.

“Who’s Tom?”

“Nobody. Don’t know why I said that. Must be drunk.” He hauled himself from the chair and paced to the minibar for another bottle.

“Sounds like Tom is someone you want me to know about.”

Shaking his head, Jake sat on the edge of the bed with his water bottle then realized where he was and jumped up. “Naw. He’s just somebody I think about sometimes.”

“And why did you think of him now?”

Jake cleared his throat. “He was gay. Or is gay. I haven’t seen him for a while.”

“And he was your friend?”

Sitting back in the chair, Jake stared at his hands. “Yeah. He was so damn good to me, and I think I took bad advantage of him. I used him like he was nothing, like he wasn’t a kind and good guy who really cared about me.” He jumped up again. “Oh shit, why am I talking about this?”

Roan stood and took Jake’s hand and led him to the couch to sit beside him. “Because I’m a stranger, and I’m gay, and you can’t talk to Tom to say you’re sorry, right?”

Jake let himself be guided onto the couch. “Yeah, I lost track of him. No idea where he is. But I hope he’s happy, ’cause he deserves it.” Jake was shocked to feel tears prickle behind his eyes. “Shit, I’m sorry. I’m still drunk.”

Roan leaned back so he was just a deep, soft voice behind Jake. “Want to tell me about Tom?”

Jake put his face in his hands for a minute. “He sucked my cock.”

There was a beat of time before Roan said, “Why’d he do that?”

Jake looked up sheepishly. “To relax me?”

A soft chuckle. “Now that’s a great line I’m gonna have to try.”

“No, seriously, I was trying to get my dissertation done, and I was freaking out, running out of time, trying to prepare for the orals. I never had time to date, so I wasn’t having any sex. I guess I was moaning about it one day, and Tom was there. He’d been my friend since undergraduate school. I knew he was gay, he knew I was straight, and we just got along. Basically, he offered to suck my cock. Said it would get me off better than my own hand. I was shocked, but he was so cool about it. Said I should try it before I condemned it.”

“So did you?”

“Not right then. But the days passed, and I got more tired and hornier, and I was wearing the skin off my hand. One day I said yes. Tom said I should just close my eyes and pretend it was the head cheerleader sucking me.”

“Another line I’ve got to remember.”

“He undid my pants, and I broke out in a cold sweat. But then he started to suck me. Shit, I gotta admit, it took me about ten seconds to not care that he was a guy. Jeez, could he suck cock. I’ve never had a girl before or since who was so good.”

“For girls it’s a frill; for us it’s a main event. It pays to get good at it. So that’s why you wanted to know about cock sucking?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Anyway, so what’s the problem? You enjoyed it; I’m sure he enjoyed it. Nobody got hurt.”

“That time.”

“Oh.”

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There you go! ONE comment enters you to win BOTH books. We’ll do an exchange if you have thje book you win. Thank you for coming by! : )