Thank you to Deanna for having me here! I’m so excited to share my new new book, Anticipating Disaster. This book begins a new series for me called Anticipation, which is set in the Bighorn Mountains of Wyoming. There’s a movie-perfect small town and lots of fun side characters. The series vibe is Hallmark but gayer and filthier.
Anticipating Disaster is available to buy at Amazon or to borrow through Kindle Unlimited.
Here’s a little more about the story and an excerpt from the first chapter.
Anticipating Disaster brings you the comfort you need and the heat you crave.
Oliver hates cold weather, sports, and socializing, but he loves his grandmother, so when she organizes a family reunion at a ski lodge in Wyoming, he reluctantly agrees to go. He promises her he’ll take one ski lesson, though he plans to spend as much time as possible in his room. After a registration mix-up places Oliver in a children’s lesson, a hot stranger comes to his rescue and offers to teach him. Oliver indulges in all kinds of fantasies about the tall, outdoorsy man, even ones including Oliver’s biggest secret, the satin and lace he likes to wear under his jeans. The mention of a past girlfriend makes Oliver assume his fantasy man is straight until the man starts making innuendos and looking at Oliver with heat in his eyes.
David has never been one for casual hookups. For the last few years, he’s focused all his energy on starting his own business, but now he’s ready to make a real connection with someone. As he gets to know Oliver, he realizes there’s the potential for something special between them. Most people see Oliver as a nerdy guy who talks too much when he’s nervous and knows far too many trivial facts. David sees the real Oliver, a man bursting with creativity and intelligence who needs someone to show him how special he is. Just because David hasn’t been with a man before doesn’t mean he hasn’t wanted to. Can he start a relationship when Oliver’s only staying in Wyoming for a week? David plans on spending every moment he has convincing Oliver that David can keep him warm, no matter what the weather—or the world—sends their way.
Excerpt:
Oliver’s front door flew open, and his grandmother burst in. “Good. You’re here.”
Of course he was there. He was always there in the morning, because that was his most productive writing time. He got up at six, did his yoga routine, walked Rufus—the best pug who ever lived—ate breakfast, and then began working at eight thirty. He only stopped to stretch, use the bathroom, or refill his coffee until noon when he took a break for lunch. Oliver had followed the same schedule for the last three years since he’d moved into the cottage on Nana’s property after graduating from college, or he’d tried to, at least. Far too often, Nana interrupted exactly as she had just now. She was one of the few family members who’d encouraged him to be a freelance writer and celebrated his success. The trouble was she also celebrated how working from home meant he was “available” any time.
“I’m working, Nana.”
“Yes, I know, but I’ve changed the location for the reunion, and I can’t wait to tell you about it.”
Oliver sighed. His nana was very close to her three sisters, and for the last several years, they’d insisted on planning annual family reunions. Oliver despised many of his family members and all unnecessary social events. After several members of his parents’ generation refused to attend last year, Nana and her sisters had given up on forcing their own children to gather, but the grandchildren were not to be spared.
“You can tell me about your plans at dinner,” Oliver said. Nana insisted he eat with her unless she was going out. Since she had an amazing cook, and Oliver was lucky not to fuck up boxed mac and cheese, he saw no reason to fight her on it—not that she would have listened to his protests even if he were a gourmet chef.
“I don’t want to wait until tonight. Jeanette isn’t home, and I have to tell someone.”
“I need to get this article finished. I’m already behind because of—”
“It will only take a moment.” Nothing with Nana took a moment.
“What if I come up at lunch, and—”
“Remember when we used to go skiing in Wyoming at that charming little lodge in the Bighorn Mountains, the one where Lola got married?”
“Which time?”
Nana frowned. “Her second husband, I think.”
“That was before I was born. I’ve never been to Wyoming, and I’ve certainly never been skiing.” Oliver shivered at the thought. He absolutely hated the cold. The best thing about moving in with Nana the first time, back when he was thirteen, was getting to move to Miami from New York. Even returning to the tropical heat after college in North Carolina had been a blessing, despite all Nana’s interruptions.
“Really? It can’t have been that long since we were there.”
“Nana, I hate snow, remember? I would never have agreed to go skiing.”
She frowned. “Well, you’re going now. The reunion is officially taking place at the Cloud Peak Lodge.”
“I thought it was going to be in California.”
Nana made a dismissive gesture. “This will be much better. Totally different than here.”
“I like it here. I have no intention of strapping sticks on my feet and hurling myself down a mountain.”
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