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Cover & Excerpt Reveal: JUST BROMANTICALLY INVESTED: Saxon James

by - Thursday, September 26, 2024

JUST BROMANTICALLY INVESTED
Accidental Love #4
 Saxon James
Release Date: October 17, 2024
GOODREADS LINK
Amazon Universal
Cover Design: Story Styling Cover Designs
Photo: Michelle Lancaster
Model: Tristan
Genre: M/M Romance
Trope: Best friends to lovers, bi-awakening, naturist MC, found family
Madden

My best friend is uptight, gorgeous, the greatest person I know … and I might be a smidge in love with him. Just a small amount. Barely worth the mention.

Which is a stupid choice on my part when the guy is straight.

Starting a landscaping company with him was the perfect mix of doing what I love and an excuse to spend time with him, only it hasn’t completely taken off yet and now he’s telling me he’s lonely.
Lonely.

Apparently having one friend in your life isn’t enough.

So I’m determined to help him find love. With someone other than me. Maybe if I can pull that off, it’ll mean my heart will finally get the message and move on.

Or finish breaking into a hundred pieces.

Same thing, right?

Penn

Being besties with an overenthusiastic, gold-hearted, nudist of a man is a challenge sometimes. Madden makes everything sunshine when he’s around.

The problem is that he hasn’t been around as much lately. We work together, sure, but he’s got his roommates and I have … no one. Just him. So I feel the distance acutely.

My one reassurance is that we have work tying us together, but when an old client calls with a proposition for us, it feels like our once solid friendship is unraveling fast.

He wants Madden to help him open a nudist resort, and if Madden’s doing that, he won’t be working with me.

I’m trying not to panic over the thought of losing him, which is a typical, common best friend reaction. Nothing out of the ordinary.

And neither is the way my body has been reacting to him lately.

Everything is totally, completely normal between us.

While there’s still an us at all.

I love a Seattle summer. The weather is fucking perfect, the gardens are growing like gangbusters, and my dick enjoys a good breeze more than any other time of year.
I’m humming as I spread spoil evenly across the back yard. The rest of our team has left with the excavator, and I’m giving it a last-minute level before we lay the turf tomorrow.
The business might only be a few years in, but we’re growing, and one of the reasons is because I’m such a fucking perfectionist. It drives my best friend, Penn, wild, but what does he want me to do? Leave people to have shitty landscaping on their beautiful homes?
No can do. The gardens should be as much of a talking point as the house. It can make or break a frontage, and not enough people seem aware of that.
They want to lay any old grass and—
My ears prick at the sound of tires on gravel from out the front of the house, and I check my watch.
Four o’clock.
The owners aren’t supposed to be home for another half an hour.
With dawning realization, I look down at myself. Sweaty, filthy.
Naked.
Fuck.
It’s not often I’ll strip down at a job, but the two guys we contract for excavation know I’m a nudist and have been totally fine with me working in my birthday suit, so whenever the homeowners are out, so is my dick.
Penn’s going to kill me.
Blah, blah liability. Creepy flasher. No one will want us on their jobs … in their homes …
My heartbeat picks up some more as I dart from one side of the yard to the other, but since there’s nothing but dirt left, I’m getting the gut-clenching feeling that my clothes aren’t here.
And as I strain my memory to figure out where I left them, I picture, vividly, my shorts flung over the seat of the truck the excavator left on.
There are footsteps inside. And voices. Getting closer.
And I’m fucking trapped in a seventy-by-fifty-foot cage.
Stress sweat is breaking out on my forehead and neck.
This will be fine. I’ll reasonably and maturely explain that they’re now forced to look at a man’s penis, against their consent, because of an accident. A misplacement of garments.
Indecent exposure isn’t something I’ve ever worried about before because first, it’s not illegal in Seattle, and second, I’m not yet at the stage of my naturist life where I leave the house naked, and if I did, I have no interest in doing anything that falls under “lewd” or “obscene” in order to get arrested. Or a bad rating for our business.
A surprise egg-and-sausage attack in someone’s own backyard though? The law doesn’t specifically cover that.



THE HUSBAND HOAX
Accidental Love #1
Kim's review

Christian

Being invited to my cousin’s wedding really shouldn’t be such a big deal except, oh yeah, I haven't seen my family for a decade.

My parents turned their backs on me and I’ve done everything since to become successful and show them what they lost. Only, it’s kinda hard to be a success when you’re a walking trainwreck.

So I’m going to fake it. Hire a guy with an online presence so impressive they’ll be desperate to welcome me back into the elitist fold, and roll into the wedding with the kind of confidence I’ve never felt a day in my life.

The plan’s a knockout.

Until my fake date cancels minutes before the ceremony.

Émile

One letter from my dearly departed grandfather, and suddenly I’m on a husband hunt.

He’s reworked his entire will so I’m set to inherit far more than I'm entitled to, and all because he’s asked me to use that money for “good”.

In order to get that inheritance, though, there’s one stipulation: marriage.

Even with his request, I’m tempted to stick to my original plan of getting as far from my wretched family as possible, and letting them fight it out.

But then I run into a tall drink of scattered mess outside of a wedding who’s in desperate need of a date, and the pieces click into place.

I help him, he helps me.

Marriage, money, then go our separate ways.

Easy.

Now all I have to do is stop myself from actually falling for the guy.


 
NOT DATING MATERIAL Accidental Love #2 GOODREADS LINK
Amazon Universal Kim's Review
MOLLY

Moving to Seattle is supposed to be all about getting a fresh start and leaving the bitter man I was becoming behind.

I have new roommates–quirky, sometimes strange, roommates–a nosy, next door neighbor and a grumpy kitty for company, but even surrounded by people, I still don’t feel like I belong. Plus, it turns out the men in Seattle are exactly the same as the ones I left behind, and my string of romantic disconnections continues.

It’s not until one of my roommates, Seven, hits me with some hard truths that I realize where I was going wrong.

Maybe the men aren’t the problem.

I am.

And there’s only one way to fix that.

SEVEN

Being found tied up naked to my bed by my cute new roommate isn’t an ideal way for us to start a friendship.

But apparently a quid-pro-quo is.

He keeps his pretty lips zipped about the compromising position, and I step in as his dating coach. We go out, I point out where he’s going wrong, and he magically becomes dating material.

The problem is, between my codependent brother Xander and a new best friend I can’t get rid of, Molly and I are the target of a matchmaking scheme. My life is way too busy to add another person to it, and Molly is the kinda guy who needs to be made a priority, which I just can’t do. Xander’s medical anxiety takes up too much of my time, and I’ve never found a partner who doesn’t resent it.

I’m determined to help Molly find his ever after.

But that guy will never be me.

 
 THE REVENGE AGENDA Accidental Love #3
Genre: M/M Romance
Trope: Frenemies to lovers, ex-boyfriend's ex-fiance


Rush

When I show up to surprise my boyfriend in a barely-there festive outfit, I’m expecting him to be alone.

Not hosting family.

His fiancé’s family.

Down one boyfriend and up a lot of embarrassment, I flee with my tail between my legs. The broken heart will fade. My humiliation, not so much, but my saving grace is the fact that I never have to see either of them ever, ever again.

Until I walk into work and come face to face with my new boss.

Hunter

I never, in a million years, would have guessed the man hiding under his desk at work would be the one person I hoped to never see again.

My ex-fiancé’s side piece.

Apparently I can’t fire the guy because of personal issues, so I try to play nice, which is a whole lot harder to do when I find out my ex is still texting Rush. The same ex I haven’t heard from since I walked out on his begging.

Rush tells me he didn’t know about me. He tells me there were others. He also tells me our ex still wants him and so, we come up with a plan. To show him what it feels like when you want someone who doesn’t want you back.

All we need is a camera. His number. And one shared kiss.

Revenge has never been sweeter.

Saxon James

Saxon James unapologetically writes happy endings for LGBT+ characters.

While not writing, SM is a readaholic and Netflix addict who regularly lives on a sustainable diet of chocolate and coffee.

Member of SCBWI.

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