Title: His Leading Man
Author: Ashlyn Kane
Series: Standalone Title
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Publisher: DreamSpinner Press (A DreamSpun
Desires Title)
Release Date: June 5 2018
Edition/Format: 1st
Edition/Format~ Audio, eBook, Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
He wrote a comedy. Fate directed a romance.
Drew Beaumont is bored of the same old
roles: action hero, supervillain, romantic lead. He’s not going to let a fresh
gay buddy comedy languish just because they can’t find him the right costar.
No, Drew bats his eyelashes and convinces everyone that the movie’s writer
should play Drew’s not-so-straight man.
Aspiring writer Steve Sopol has never had a
screenplay optioned. Now one of Hollywood’s hottest properties wants to be in a
movie Steve hasn’t finished writing— and he wants Steve as his costar. Turns
out the chemistry between them is undeniable—on and off-screen.
Drew swore off dating in the biz, but Steve
is the whole package: sharp, funny, humble, and cute. For Steve, though, giving
in to the movie magic means the end of the privacy he cherishes. Will the
credits roll before their ride into the sunset?
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Excerpt:
“Oh, get out of here. Go home. Go find some
pretty young thing and make the most of what’s left of the night.”
Without meaning to, Drew glanced over at
Steve, who was talking to Flora. “Not really my thing.”
Nina eyed him shrewdly. “Oh? Like them a
little older than you, do you?”
Damn it. “I don’t date.”
She let out a lewd chuckle. “Who said
anything about dating?”
“Nina!” Drew hissed. Fortunately no one
seemed to be paying them any attention, everyone dragging ass to get ready to
leave for the day—or else hightailing it, fueled on some kind of post work
energy infusion Drew would very much like the recipe for. “I’m not going to
screw around with a costar. I’m more professional than that!”
Nina raised one well-manicured eyebrow in
an incredibly articulate retort. Okay, so she probably knew him too well to buy
what he was selling. He didn’t date in the business, but that had never stopped
him from hooking up with other actors and actresses who shared his philosophy.
Well. Maybe Drew should just be true to
himself. “Whatever. I gotta go, Nina. See you tomorrow!”
If he hurried, he could catch up with Steve
in Wardrobe.
By the time he got there to hang up his
expertly tailored jeans and gossamer-thin T-shirt, Steve was unfolding his own
cargo shorts. “Hey. You got big plans tonight?”
Drew winced. “I still have to hit the gym.”
He’d skipped working out too many days this week. “But first, fuel.” He slipped
his belt through the loops and set it in its cubby. “You?”
“I run in the mornings.”
Of course he did. Drew wanted to ask And
the shoulders? but he had too much self-respect. Okay, champ. Here’s your
chance. “What about this Saturday?”
Steve paused with his hand on his fly. “I’m
running then too?”
Drew narrowed his eyes, trying to decide if
he was playing hard-to-get or being obtuse. “After that. Seven o’clock, eight
if we want to be fashionably late and make an entrance.”
Steve paused, brow furrowed. “Are you,
uh…?”
Not exactly the resounding yes Drew had
been hoping for, but he injected his voice with as much confidence as he could
fake. “I’m asking you to dinner.” And then abruptly his feigned confidence fled
and he added, “My date canceled to go to Hawaii, and the idea of spending four
hours in a tux eating canapés and schmoozing with people who spent a thousand
dollars a plate to schmooze with me makes me hate humanity.”
“Gosh, you’re such a people person,” Steve
said, drier than a stale saltine in Vegas. “I can’t imagine why you have
trouble finding dates.”
Ouch. Drew probably deserved that. “Sorry,
that just… ugh. Let me start over?” He unbuttoned his jeans and started
shimmying out of them. The process took a few seconds. “I have an extra ticket
to a fundraiser dinner at the aquarium. I guess the penguins need a new air
conditioner or something. I always take Leigh to stuff like this because I know
she’s not using me for publicity and she can hold up her end of the
conversation without trying to get in my pants.” He finally got the skinny
jeans down to his ankles, but he didn’t dare kick them off because Will would
murder him if the seams ripped. Instead he bent to work them over his feet.
“But she can’t come. And I like spending time with you.”
Damn it. When Drew glanced up, Steve still
didn’t look convinced. He certainly wasn’t jumping at the chance to spend a
night off with Drew. Maybe Drew had read him wrong.
But finally his expression cleared and he
said, “Pick me up at seven.”
Yes!
There was just one problem, of course.
Drew still didn’t know if it was a date. Or
even if he wanted it to be.
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Author Information
ASHLYN KANE is a Canadian former expat and
current hockey fan. She is a writer, editor, handyperson, dog mom, and
friend—sometimes all at once.
On any given day she can usually be found
walking her ninety-pound baby chocolate lapdog, Indy, or holed up in her office
avoiding housework. She has a deep and abiding love of romance novel tropes, a
habit of dropping too many f-bombs, and—fortunately—a very forgiving family.
Author Links
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@ashlynkane
Website
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