Gingerbread Mistletoe (Lighthouse Bay series) by Amy Aislin Blog tour with Exclusive Excerpt & #giveaway @GayBookPromo @Amy

Blog tour promo post with Exclusive Excerpt!

The last thing Jeff wants is to spend time with the man who totaled his car—the one he spent years restoring with his late father. But if he wants to resurrect his childhood town’s annual outdoor hockey tournament, he’s got no choice.

The last thing Mika wants is to work with the guy who took off right after the accident, without ensuring he was okay. And working together on organizing Jeff’s proposed tournament sounds like a complete nightmare. He’s got enough on his plate after surviving cancer.

Sparks fly as they’re forced to work together, but is that enough for them to set their differences aside and pull off the tournament in only two weeks? Or will they prove to be immune to the magic of Christmas?

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A note from the Author...

Thank you for joining me to celebrate the release of my newest m/m romance, Gingerbread Mistletoe, the second book in my Lighthouse Bay series. If you like holiday novels set in a wintery small town and enemies to lovers romances with a sprinkling of Christmas magic, be sure to check it out.

TTC Books and More has allowed me to briefly take over the blog today, and I’m sharing an exclusive excerpt. Check it out below!

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“I’ll walk you home,” Jeff said, not ready for his night to end.

Mika’s gaze trailed past him. Jeff followed it to Tiny’s Panini a few stores down. When he turned back, Mika’s expression said it all. Why would you walk me home when your apartment’s right there?

“It’ll help me unwind.” It was true enough. “Plus, I’m tough. I can keep you safe from the hoodlums and the muggers and the serial killers.”

Mika mock gasped, a gloved hand flying to his chest. “All of that on the streets of Lighthouse Bay?” He made a show of looking around a quiet Main Street.

Behind Jeff, a couple exited Annie’s. Other than that, it was all quiet but for the sound of muted conversation coming from the pub, and the crunch of footsteps on the snow-packed sidewalk as the couple made their way down the street toward the clock tower. With the green and red spotlights on it, and the white string lights climbing up lampposts, and the multicolored lights outlining shop windows, it was almost too small-town picturesque to be real.

And there wasn’t a hoodlum, mugger, or serial killer in sight.

“It’s a miracle I’ve managed to survive on these crime-ridden streets for so long. Thank God I have a big, strong man like you to protect me.” Mika threaded his arm through Jeff’s and jaywalked them across the street.

Chuckling, Jeff let Mika take his arm back when they turned off Main and into the quiet neighborhood.

He’d had fun tonight. The last time he’d had that kind of fun was years ago, when Leo had visited him in New York and he’d taken a seldom-used vacation week to play tourist with his brother. But more than that, he liked Mika. Fuck, he was so glad he’d gotten his head out of his ass concerning Mika sooner rather than later. Had he still been wallowing in self-pity over the damaged Nomad and treating Mika like he was enemy number one, he never would’ve been privy to Mika’s sass and sarcasm.

And for reasons that made no sense, he was especially fond of Mika’s sass and sarcasm. The man was charming without even trying; that Mika was letting him see beyond the charm was like being accepted into a whole different world. One where Mika didn’t hide behind the plastic smile Jeff hated.

“Thanks for inviting me to join you guys. That’s the most fun I’ve had in a long time.”

Mika stepped on a small clump of snow on the sidewalk. “No trivia nights in New York?”

“Maybe. But I work long hours. I don’t spend a lot of time in pubs.”

“What do you do for fun then?”

“Work.”

Mika just stared at him.

“And, um . . .” Christ, what did he do for fun? “I jog.”

Mika’s gaze didn’t waver.

“I mentor a handful of students from NYU’s business school. Oh, I’m also on the Board of Trustees for the University of Pennsylvania. My alma mater.”

Now Mika was frowning as he guided them left at a stop sign onto a sleepy street with lighted decorations on every other front lawn. “Fun is tied into work for you?”

“I love what I do.”

“So do I, but I still need time off to get away from it and recharge.”

Wasn’t that what Jeff was doing with his yearly month-long December holidays? Sure, he worked while on vacation, but at reduced hours.

It counted.

“Once I went bowling,” he blurted into the Christmas-light-speckled darkness. “Took my kids when they visited last.”

Stopping right in the middle of the sidewalk, Mika stared at him, blinking once, twice. “Bowling.”

“Yeah. We had pizza and everything.”

Mika cracked up. The sound bounced around the quiet neighborhood, echoing off brick and concrete, and settled into Jeff’s chest like it was meant to be there. Rubbing a hand over his sternum, he couldn’t do anything but smile back at Mika.

“We played three games. I lost all of them, but don’t tell my staff that.”

That made Mika laugh some more, so bright and cheerful it drew Jeff’s gaze to his face. His head was tilted back, mouth open wide, creasing his cheeks and the nose Jeff still wanted to kiss. What would Mika do if Jeff gave in to temptation and did so? Just a little tiny peck on the end of his nose? Would he jump back in surprise? Stare wide-eyed? Sputter and trip over himself? Grab Jeff by the collar and kiss him for real?

Amy's lived with her head in the clouds since she first picked up a book as a child, and being fluent in two languages means she's read a lot of books! She first picked up a pen on a rainy day in fourth grade when her class had to stay inside for recess. Tales of treasure hunts with her classmates eventually morphed into love stories between men, and she's been writing ever since. She writes evenings and weekends—or whenever she isn't at her full-time day job saving the planet at Canada's largest environmental non-profit.

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