Hey, everyone! It’s little old me, Jacob Z. Flores, once again gracing the Literary Nymphs website. I’m so excited to be back. The last time I was here was in May, and that’s just too long to be away from such a great place. But I’m here now and I’m super excited. Although I’ve been here before, this is my first time to actually write a blog post. How awesome is that?
So why have I come back today? Well, I’m glad you asked. I’m here to promote my latest release from Dreamspinner Press. The book is titled Chasing the Sun, and it is the second book from The Provincetown Series. Don’t worry if you haven’t read the first book. Each book is a stand-alone novel, or novella in this case, so you don’t have to start from the beginning, and the main characters of each book return in the other books as supporting characters. This way, no matter which book you start at, you already have a sense of who most of the characters are if you decide to pick up any of the other books in the series. Pretty cool, huh?
Right now, though, I want to talk about the cover for Chasing the Sun. The artwork was done by Michael Breyette, who also did the cover for the first book in the series and whose artwork will grace the two remaining books in the set. If you haven’t seen Michael’s artwork before, you can get to his website by clicking this link. Go ahead; click it. I’ll be here when you get back. I promise.
Now aren’t you glad you went over there? He paints some pretty hot stuff, doesn’t he? Not only does he do great work, but he also paints about
It was like he was destined to do the artwork for my books. Provincetown
And the sexy, fun, flirty artwork conveys the tone of the series, which is pretty important to me and for someone like me who is a self-described cover slut, it’s vitally important that the covers express just the right tone of the book. Otherwise, I can get a little grumpy. That’s just no good for anyone.
The title of the painting that graces the cover of Chasing the Sun is “Leap of Faith.” Not only does the title of the work fit the book but so does the drawing itself.
Gil Kelly, one of the main characters of the book, has to decide whether he is willing to once again take that leap of faith. Does he want to pursue an impossible dream that his father used to call “chasing the sun”? The last time he tried it, he failed and that mistake cost him his family and the love of his children.
But then Gil runs into Tom, his son’s childhood best friend, and the sun he’s chased so long once again flashes across the sky. In Tom, there is the potential to finally catch the sun he’s chased for so long, but the guilt and shame he’s carried with him for five years holds him back.
And then, like on the cover, Gil and Tom go for a swim, and what happens next is magic.
And that is the reason why I chose “Leap of Faith” for the cover of Chasing the Sun.
Before I go, I want to thank everyone who joined me here today. I have included a blurb and an excerpt below. Also, as part of my blog tour I’m holding a contest. All you have to do is leave a comment to this post, and your name is entered to win a free copy of Chasing the Sun. Additional entries if you “Like” my Facebook page or “Follow” on Twitter. Check out the Rafflecopter entry form. If a reader happens to follow all my blog stops, then she or he can leave a comment at the other sites a well. At the end of the tour, a winner will be chosen and announced.
As a physician and prominent citizen of
, Dr. Gil Kelly took a hard
fall when his vengeful wife revealed his infidelity with other men. Closing
ranks around her, the town’s elite ostracized him, and his relationship with
his children was nearly destroyed. Victoria,
After spending his life focused on living for others, he has no idea how to live for himself. He wants to find love but now settles for anonymous sex that only further clouds his world with shame and guilt. Gil believes finding true love is an unobtainable dream, what his father used to call “chasing the sun.”
Then he runs into Tom Martinez, his son’s childhood best friend, who returned to town a grown man and offers everything Gil needs. But Gil hesitates to fall into Tom’s arms, because after his high-profile divorce, the potential scandal of loving a younger man could separate him from his children permanently.
Spin off of When Love Takes Over (1st
Series book) Provincetown
Gil stood in the shadows of the backyard, away from the floodlights that Tom previously switched on. Was he really about to go skinny-dipping with Tom?
He wasn’t bothered any longer that Tom was Zach’s childhood friend. He was long past that.
Gil hid for reasons far more vain. Quite simply, he had the body of an old man.
Gil’s flesh wasn’t as supple as it once was. While he did his best to remain fit with a consistent workout regimen, his muscles lacked the definition of his youth. He carried some spare weight around his gut. He didn’t look pregnant or have man-boobs, but he wasn’t up to measuring his body against that of a man twenty years younger.
Like most men his age, his previously taut flesh had slightly wilted, and his balls dangled farther south than they used to. His full, red mane turned white a few years ago, and every day more white hair sprouted across his body.
Gil wasn’t certain he could disrobe in front of someone who probably had yet to find a gray hair anywhere.
Tom, however, had no such reservations. He shucked his shirt almost upon entering the backyard. His back muscles stretched and flexed as he tossed the garment onto the wicker pool furniture before he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks.
As Tom dipped his toe into the pool to gauge water temperature, Gil noticed a tattoo on his left deltoid. An unrecognizable pattern spiked around a heart about six inches wide. From where he stood, though, he couldn’t make out the larger shape due to the shadows cast across Tom’s arm and the strange geometry of the design.
“Water’s warm,” Tom commented as he gazed to where Gil stood in the shadows. He undid the button of his pants and hooked his fingers beneath the waistband. Before yanking them down, Tom paused, as if sensing Gil’s hesitation for the first time. “Aren’t you going to join me?”
“Just a bit shy, I guess,” he admitted. “I waved good-bye to my flat stomach some time ago.”
Tom chuckled while absently running his hand across his perfect abdominals, which, just like the rest of his torso, were free of body hair. “Oh, get over it!” Tom dropped his jeans and stood only in his red low-rise briefs. “Or I’ll just push you in.”
Gil couldn’t respond. He could only stare at the bulge perfectly cradled in Tom’s underwear across the yard from him. Hidden within the fabric rested a nicely sized cock that stretched the material across the groin. Gil squinted, hoping that would somehow allow him to see the outline of the cockhead that hid from his ravenous eyes. Fighting his desire to leap across the deck and take Tom’s package in his hand, Gil inhaled deeply, hoping the release of oxygen might soften the erection straining against his pants.
“Come on,” Tom prodded. “I’m not taking the rest off until you do. We’re both men. I’m not a little boy anymore.”
No shit! There was nothing little or boyish about Tom’s body. Strong and defined, his arms looked capable of curling forty-five pound dumbbells, and his muscled chest could possibly enable him to bench two hundred pounds quite easily.
He was all man, and Gil wanted to see the rest of Tom’s manly body, but in order to see what lay beneath the briefs, he had to first strip down to his. The problem, besides his timeworn body, was that his cock once again stood fully erect.
There was no way he could let Tom see that!
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Jacob Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hard ass assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his fictional world.
provide Jacob with inspiration for his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed
man flesh and daily debauchery stimulates his personal muse. When he isn’t
stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his husband, Bruce, their three
children, and two dogs, who represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise
predominantly red swath in south Provincetown, Massachusetts . Texas