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Tuesday, October 23, 2018

REVIEW TOUR - Only You by Kay Doherty


Title: Only You
Author: Kay Doherty
Publisher: Ninestar Press
Original Release Date: December 18, 2017
Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 51,800
Genre: Contemporary, LGBT, PTSD, law enforcement, age gap, grief, men over 40, coming out

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Synopsis


Case Holden hates his life. Made rich at
a young age, he slipped into a lifestyle of partying with multiple boyfriends
who only wanted to be with him for what he could give them. After confiding to
his aunt that he’s miserable, she extends an invitation for a visit. Case plans
to spend the time in small town Clover City to reprioritize and plant his feet
on the road to happiness. He does not expect the Clover City sheriff to step
into his world and wreak havoc on his emotions.

Two years ago, after the death of his
partner, Rawley Kane moved to Clover City, trading the painful memories and big
city madness for a less stressful existence. Even as sheriff, his life is
uncomplicated and quiet. That is until Case Holden rolls into town and reminds
Rawley just how lonely he is, and of everything he’s been missing.

Case is everything Rawley shouldn’t
want. The man has six boyfriends and a life back in Denver, not to mention he’s
quite a bit younger than Rawley. No matter what he tells himself, he can’t get
enough of the young man. And Case has made it clear Rawley is the only one he
wants. Now if they could just get past Rawley’s guilt and Case’s insistent
boyfriends, they just might stand a chance.


Review 
My Rating - 3 Stars!



Kay Doherty's Only You is a fun, angst free romance.

It's a romance with a strong insta-love element, so stay clear of it if you hate insta-love. As it's a quick story, we get very light character development. And it contains a great age gap, which  I always love.

It's a romance between two men who seem to have nothing in common. Rawley has been closeted his whole life, including when he was with his ex partner, who he's still mourning. And Case is someone who is juggling 6 boyfriends, as he hasn't met anyone special yet. I actually really like this pairing a lot. I enjoy the changes they bring about in one another. To find that right person who inspires you to completely change your life around and make a commitment is beautiful, so I am always a sucker for this. But, I can definitely see that for some people, everything happens too fast and without enough background. Knowing it was a short story, I was fine with it.

Overall, Only You is a good way to pass the time. It's quick, entertaining and an easy read.

Excerpt

Rawley had spent the past four days in
his truck with his trusty radar gun, nailing speeders at various points across
town. The past two days, he’d been sitting at the railroad crossing at the edge
of town; a hot spot for teenagers speeding down the main road and over the
tracks without looking. It had been a year since the last death occurred on
these tracks and he intended to keep the streak going. He sighed loudly as he
tore off the latest ticket and gave the seventeen-year-old boy behind the wheel
his usual speech about safety. He’d given out half a dozen the past couple of
days, but if it saved a life by making the kids think twice, it was worth the
mind-numbing boredom.

Rawley climbed back into his truck, shut
off the emergency lights, and drove back to his parking spot partially hidden
by the wall of the feed store near the tracks. It had been the usual quiet on
the crime front the past several days, which was typically a welcome occurrence
for Rawley, but ever since Case Holden’s arrival, Rawley’s thoughts had been
plagued by gray-blue eyes, dark hair, and a perfectly toned body. He spent his
nights tossing and turning, imagining Case in any number of different
scenarios, every one of them sexual. The whole situation was frustrating him.
He took the edge off every night with his hand, but it didn’t satisfy the deep
need he had for another man’s body—Case’s body in particular.

Rawley shifted on the bench seat and
adjusted himself. He seriously needed to get a grip. The moment Case climbed
into his truck, drenched from the rain, Rawley had suspected he was gay, but
after running into each other several times around town the past few days,
Rawley was now certain. The knowledge only worsened his predicament because he
knew if he wanted Case badly enough, he could have him. The man didn’t even try
to hide his sexuality or his attraction to Rawley. When they’d seen each other
the day before at the general store, he’d been wearing a dark-blue T-shirt that
had “Out and Proud” stamped across the chest in rainbow lettering.

They’d found themselves face-to-face in
front of the dairy display — Rawley in his tan police uniform and Case looking
like a model in his skintight T-shirt and painted-on jeans. Conversation had
been polite but stilted. Rawley knew it was his fault because he was too busy
noticing every little dip and curve of Case’s body to speak coherently.

Knowing Case was gay and that he
wouldn’t make a play for the younger man had Rawley short-tempered and sniping
at everyone. That was why he was sitting alone on the outskirts of town, doing
traffic duty; no one wanted to be around him, including himself. Rawley stared
into the distance, wondering what the hell he’d done in this life or a past one
to earn him this level of torture, when a vehicle he would’ve been hard-pressed
to miss caught his attention. The bright-gold Mustang roared past him,
registering ten miles per hour over the speed limit.

“Oh, you’ve got to be shitting me,”
Rawley muttered. He turned on the emergency lights and siren as he pulled onto
the road.

There was only one person in Clover City
who drove a Mustang. He caught up to Case quickly, and they pulled to the side
of the road, Rawley coming to a stop a few car lengths behind Case. Rawley
exited the truck and walked up to the driver’s side of the car to find Case had
rolled down his window and held out his license and insurance card. Rawley took
them, willing his body not to react to the beautiful smile Case offered him.
Rawley couldn’t help but notice that Case wore a black shirt that made his hair
seem even darker and those gray-blue eyes brighter.

“Get pulled over a lot, do you?” Rawley
asked, averting his gaze to Case’s papers.

“My car tends to draw attention,” Case
answered. Rawley rolled his eyes at Case’s nonchalant shrug.
“Your car draws attention,” Rawley
muttered.

Everything about Case drew attention, or
at least Rawley’s. He put his mind to the task at hand, making sure Case’s
license and insurance were up-to-date before handing them back through the
window.

“I didn’t get pulled over driving my
aunt’s Jeep.”

“Did you speed in the Jeep?”

Case shrugged. “It was a manual with no
oomph.”

“Slow down,” Rawley said as he turned on
his heel to return to his truck.


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Meet the Author

Kay lives in Colorado with her husband and their animal children. Family is important to her, so there are weekly visits to her parents and frequent text messages with her brothers. She has a severe addiction to coffee and Mexican food. She loves to read and write and can easily become consumed by it for hours, much to the dismay of the husband and dogs. On occasion, she can be convinced to venture out into world of the living.


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Wednesday, October 17, 2018

REVIEW TOUR - Blind Date by Kay Doherty





Title: Blind Date
Series: Back in the Game Book 1
Author: Kay Doherty
Publisher: Ninestar Press
Original Release Date: 8/29/2016
Heat Level: 4 - Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 158 pages
Genre: Romance, Contemporary

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Synopsis

Dekker Callan is content with his life though he knows something is missing. Wanting the kind of love his friends share with their partners, Dekker is talked into taking part in a modeling and dating show as part of a fundraiser. He immediately falls in love with the anonymous, sexy voice on the other side of the wall, but fate has a surprise in store–his mystery man isn’t single.

Slade Gannon wasn’t supposed to take part in the dating show. That spot was for his roommate, Phil, who becomes ill and asks Slade to take his place. Slade has just recently gone through a breakup with his cheating boyfriend. Shocked and pleased when he wins the interest of handsome Dekker Callan, before he can go on the obligatory blind date, his ex asks for a second chance. Believing Dekker can’t possibly be as good on the inside as he looks on the outside, Slade gives George a second chance.

Dekker and Slade hit it off immediately, drawn to each other despite Slade being involved with someone else. They finally get their chance to be together when Slade finds out his boyfriend is still cheating, but just as they seem to discover the happiness they’ve been waiting for, George throws them one last hurdle—and this one may prove to be insurmountable.

Excerpt

If he’d known a week ago that Dekker was more than a handsome face and hot body and would turn his crank as hard as he did, Slade would have told George he’d lost his chance. Why he’d taken the cheating bastard back was beyond him at this moment. Slade would bet any amount of money that Dekker wasn’t like that. Dekker would be loyal and faithful and love the man in his life with everything he had. Dekker had already asked more about Slade’s life and business than George ever had. How sad was that?

Slade closed his eyes as the hand he was holding disengaged from his fingers to find his waist. Strong arms encircled him and a hot, hard body pressed against his back. He felt Dekker’s erection press against his ass as the man moved perfectly in time with Slade’s dancing. The song had a fast Latin beat, and Slade rolled his hips, loving the feel of Dekker’s body and prominent arousal pressed against him from behind. Slade placed one hand on top of Dekker’s at his waist, threading their fingers together, and reached his other hand behind him to pull Dekker’s head forward. Dekker lowered his head without argument and buried his face in Slade’s neck.

The song ended, and Dekker pulled away slightly, but still maintained his hold on Slade’s waist. The waiter found them on the dance floor, and Dekker took the beers while Slade pulled a twenty from his wallet and handed it to the server. He accepted his beer from Dekker and took a long pull. Slade was in so much trouble right now. He wanted Dekker badly, but Dekker deserved to be the center of his lover’s attention, not just a piece of ass on the side.

Dekker drank his beer quickly, took Slade’s from him, and discarded the bottles on an empty table nearby before pulling Slade back into his arms. Slade slipped his arms around Dekker’s neck. Dekker led them in a slow dance despite the fast-paced music blaring around them. Each step caused their pelvises to grind against each other, moving their erections up and down and across one another. Slade pulled Dekker’s head forward so their foreheads touched. Damn, he liked being close to Dekker like this. Slade liked the fact that he was the only one Dekker had eyes for; that he was the only one Dekker was dancing with.

Dekker’s hands slid south over Slade’s butt and then one slipped back up under Slade’s shirt. Slade’s skin was on fire where Dekker’s palm massaged. Slade pushed his hips forward, seeking out more of Dekker’s hardness. The man was an addictive drug. The more of him Slade got, the more of him Slade wanted. Dekker gripped Slade’s ass and pulled him tighter against his body. Slade lifted his eyes to Dekker’s molten hazel gaze. He licked his lips, and Dekker’s eyes dropped to his mouth. Dekker groaned and kissed him, hard. Slade opened his mouth to Dekker’s assault, and the kiss deepened, tongues battling for dominance.

Both men came to their senses at the same time, and they pulled apart. Dekker kept his hands on Slade’s waist, and Slade held onto Dekker’s elbows. Both of them knew the line they had just crossed, but neither was willing to stop touching the other. Dekker pulled Slade back into his arms, and they started dancing again, though this time there was a distance present that had been missing before.

“Fuck,” Dekker said in his ear.

“Yeah,” Slade agreed. He had no words for what just happened between them, but “fuck” seemed to sum it up well.

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Meet the Author

Kay lives in Colorado with her husband and their animal children. Family is important to her, so there are weekly visits to her parents and frequent text messages with her brothers. She has a severe addiction to coffee and Mexican food. Kay loves to read and write and can easily become consumed by it for hours, much to the dismay of the husband and dogs. On occasion she can even be convinced to venture out into world of the living.

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