RELEASE TOUR: This Guy by Lane Hayes (Excerpt)

RELEASE TOUR: This Guy by Lane Hayes

Length: 77,000
Series: Wood Hollow Stories, Book 1
Prior Reading: n/a
Genre: Contemporary, Small-Town, Bisexual 
Tropes: Single Dad, Sports, Lumberjack, Hurt/Comfort
Trigger/Content Warnings: n/a
Designer: Sleepy Fox Studio

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The football star, the lumberjack, and a small-town love story…

Silas

Not to sound dramatic, but I can’t decide if I’m a hot mess, a has-been…or both.

There’s nothing quite like being in the spotlight at my lowest point. I could use a break from LA and my agent—just for a little while.

But Vermont in the middle of a blizzard? Probably not a great idea. However, the sexy lumberjack who lives next door is a sweet surprise. And so are his kids and the town.

I like this place. I could be happy here…at least till my new season begins.

Cooper

My time is split between work and fatherhood. That’s it. Boss and Dad. Maybe that’s why the football star is a breath of fresh air. Silas is funny, charismatic, and cool.

My kids love having a celebrity living next door. And me? I can’t remember the last time I felt quite so alive.

Yes, I’m well aware this isn’t going anywhere. Our worlds are just too different. 

Too bad, ’cause this guy feels like the real thing.

This Guy is an MM bisexual, single dad, small-town romance featuring a football hero, a sexy lumberjack, and some neighbor-friendly shenanigans.

EXCERPT:

Silas climbed into the truck and fastened his seat belt. “This is really nice of you. I want to say it’s unnecessary, but that’s probably not true. And also add that I hope you’re not a homicidal maniac.”

I huffed. “You’re safe.”

“Good. I don’t want to die on a mountain.” He smiled wanly. “Hey…thanks. I appreciate this.”

“You’re welcome.” I arched a brow, pointing at his sneakers. “You changed.” 

“Yeah, yeah. I know they’re gonna get wet. Is there a mall around here?” 

I barked a laugh. “In Wood Hollow? No. No mall.” 

Silas twisted in his seat. “Where do you buy shoes and shit?”

“We have a couple of boutiques, but if you want high-end ‘shit,’ you’ll have to travel to Pinecrest. The shoe store in town will have some basic wellies at a fair price. They’re three doors south of Rise and Grind. The market is on the corner. It’s small, but you’ll find all the usual necessities there.”

“Cool. Thanks.” 

I turned onto Belvedere, gripping the wheel tightly as a rogue gust of wind dusted the two lanes with snow from the high drifts lining the road. 

“Not a problem. I’m on my way to the mill, anyway. And…truth be told, I’m being a nosy neighbor. I’ve lived next door to that house for three years and haven’t seen a car parked in the driveway that didn’t belong to a maintenance worker or cleaning service. According to Bryson—he’s a realtor in these parts—the owner is a football player. Is that right?” 

Silas hummed in acknowledgment. “Yeah. We both play for the Devils.”

I took my eye off the road for a hot second. “LA Devils. No shit?” 

“No shit.” 

“Silas…” 

“Anderson,” he finished.

“Sounds familiar.” I rounded a hairpin curve and slowed behind a white Suburban. “Sorry. I haven’t been following football much this season. That’s considered criminal negligence in Wood Hollow ’cause our high school program is one of the best in the state. In my defense, my boss’s husband is Denny Mellon and hockey is kind of a big deal here too. That realtor I mentioned? His son is Jake Milligan.” 

“Oh, wow. I know who they are. Great players.” He rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. “I forgot Denny was married to a guy.”

“Mmhmm. You play running back?” I guessed, racking my brain for Silas Anderson. I’d probably watched him play a few times.

“Tight end,” Silas replied, leaning forward to squint through the windshield. “Geez, it’s snowing like crazy now.” 

It actually wasn’t that bad yet, but I took the hint and shut up. I might not have watched much football this season, but I knew LA hadn’t made the playoffs—which might have been a sore subject and a reason for a Californian to hibernate in the forest on the other end of the country. I’d do my own research later. 

about the author:

Lane Hayes  lives in sunny Southern California with her amazing husband, who thankfully doesn’t mind cooking, and their fabulous fox red Labrador, George, who’s pure mischief. Both provide oodles of inspiration for the low-angst, humorous books Lane loves to write.

She’s been telling stories about sexy, funny, sometimes geeky and quirky men who find love for a dozen years now and loving every minute. In her previous life, she sat at a desk and dealt with numbers, so yes…romance is much more satisfying!

Lane loves tea, travel, and chocolate…in any order. Add a book and she’s set!

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