HOW NOT TO BLEND
LOVESTRONG SERIES, BOOK 1
SUSAN HAWKE
GAY ROMANCE – RELEASE DATE: 01.13.19
BLURB
One clueless single dad…
Dr. Corbin Davis is a busy guy just trying to do his best as a single parent. He may be oblivious to a lot of things, but surely he would’ve noticed something as important as his fifteen-year-old son, Grayson, being bullied, right? And what the heck is non-binary, and why hasn’t Gray shared this all-important part of himself with his own dad?
Plus one sassy Southerner…
Andy Ferguson, or Kandi as the Thursday night drag community knows him, is just trying to get along in a small town and hold things together while he takes care of his beloved Gam-Gam. If she’d just get off his back about finding himself a man, that would be fantastic, thank you very much. He’ll get around to love… one of these days.
Equals a pair of fake-boyfriends who will keep you in stitches.
When Corb gets the wild idea to ask Andy to pose as his boyfriend to let Gray know that his dad is bisexual and open-minded enough to talk to about his nonbinary status, Andy is amused and just intrigued enough to say yes… especially since he seems to be in the market for a fake boyfriend himself, if it will get Gam-Gam to quit nagging.
This is the first book in the LOVESTRONG series about finding love and being yourself in a small town. Intended only for 18+ readers, this is an mm romance filled with all the fun, fluff, and feels you’d want from an S. Hawke book.
EXCERPT
I looked
around the nearly empty diner, my eyes roaming over the faded artwork on the
wall, the cracked Formica tabletop, the scarred linoleum, the selection of pies
spinning around inside the rotating display case—yeah, I was pretty much
looking at anything other than the delicious specimen of masculinity sitting
across from me.
After our
waitress dropped off the slices of cherry pie we’d ordered when we’d been
seated and filled our cups with a substance resembling coffee, I had no choice
but to find my balls and face him. When I looked up, I found Corbin watching me
with a bemused smile. I bit my lip almost shyly before speaking. “What? Does it
weird you out to be around me now that you know about my alter ego?”
Corbin
shook his head as he picked up his fork and cut into his pie. “No, it’s
stranger to be sitting here with the guy who serves my morning coffee than it
was to watch you in drag. Thank you, by the way, for taking the time to do this
with me.”
My nerves
faded as we began to talk. “No trouble. If I’m being honest…” I leaned forward
with a conspiratorial smile. “I work up quite an appetite when I do my routine.
A little pie and coffee will hit the spot right now. If we weren’t here, I
would’ve been heading home with a rumbly tummy. Maybe you’re the one doing me
the favor, if you think about it. Speaking of favors, what was it you wanted
from me? Nick mentioned something about your kid?”
Corbin
dropped his fork with a clatter, leaning back in the booth and dropping his
hands to his lap. “I feel really stupid now that we’re sitting here. I don’t
want you to think that I’m an idiot or something.”
I cocked
my head to the side, gazing at him curiously. “Why would you ever think that?
Now you have to tell me what’s up; I’ll curl up and die of curiosity if you
don’t.”
Puffing
his cheeks out, Corbin blew out a breath and gave a slight nod. “You noticed my
son’s black eye the other day, remember? So it turns out that he’s being
bullied because he identifies as enby—that’s short for nonbinary. Have you
heard of that?” He paused and waited while I resisted the urge to say duh and
simply nodded instead as I took a bite of pie. Corbin blew out another breath,
raking a hand through his short hair. “I don’t know why I thought that a drag
queen might have any clue about what an enby might be dealing with, but I was
hoping to pick your brain about it and… I don’t know… maybe get some makeup
tips or something?”
I
resisted the urge to laugh—almost. Corbin chuckled when he saw the suppressed
laughter in my eyes and I couldn’t help but laugh along with him. “Yeah, I
definitely don’t identify as anything other than masculine. I can see where
people might be confused since I do tend to be flamboyant and glamorous in my
daily life, but you have to understand me when I tell you that I don’t identify
as anything other than a cisgender man. Drag is just a way for me to let my
hair down and get into my creative side. I’m sure it could be confusing, from
the outside looking in. My drag mama is an old-school gender-bender type of
queen. He doesn’t bother to shave his thick stubble or his hairy, manly
chest—even when he is in full-on Honey Combover regalia.”
As an avid reader and big romance fan myself, I love sharing the stories of the different people who live in my imagination. My stories are filled with humor, a few tears, and the underlying message to not give up hope, even in the darkest of times, because life can change on a dime when you least expect it. This theme comes from a lifetime of lessons learned on my own hard journey through the pains of poverty, the loss of more loved ones than I'd care to count, and the struggles of living through chronic illnesses. Life can be hard, but it can also be good! Through it all I've found that love, laughter, and family can make all the difference, and that's what I try to bring to every tale I tell.
I'm a happily married mom with one snarky teenage boy, and three grown "kids of my heart." I'm more widely known for my mpreg writings as Susi Hawke; this new name is a departure from that. Whether written by Susan or Susi, the books are filled with that all-important love, laughter, and family I mentioned; the only difference is that this name has no male pregnancy. I look forward to sharing my stories with you, and to bringing more romance and laughter into this world that needs it so very badly.
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