And Now, Straight To You From The World Wide Web… Please Welcome MC Houle! And Yes, There’s A Giveaway!

First, I want to thank Joyfully Jay and The Novel Approach who organized this event. I am really happy to be here and talk about my most recent release; Lucky Panties, which I wrote for the M/M Romance group’s “Love has no Boundaries” event.


Blurb: Hunky officer Nathah Pretti and his best pal Doctor Cobin Shrenk saved Byron Leighten’s life, and now Cobin is offering him shelter in his house. Byron feels indebted, and despite is visceral attraction for them both, he will stop at nothing to make them see the truth; that their love for each other isn’t one-sided at all. As the summer’s progressing and Byron’s pretty sure he’s damn close to his goal, he can’t say with certainty if he’ll be able to walk away with his heart unbroken.
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As soon as I read the prompt letter from Jen McJ, I knew I had to write this story. I had a vivid image of how it all started, and it didn’t leave me until I claimed the prompt. Byron was alive to me, and he would not be put to rest until I was done with the story.

The excerpt I have for you today is a bit of friendly banter from the three main characters.

Cobin leaned on Byron to whisper loud enough for Nathan to hear, “His birthday’s this month while mine’s next year. He’s cranky about it.”

Byron laughed into his hand and Nathan glanced at them.

“So what are we eating? Takeout, or is there anything edible in that kitchen of yours?” Nathan asked Cobin. Then he turned to Byron and he whispered in his ear, “He likes to pretend he knows how to cook, but really, don’t eat anything he tells you he made.”

“Once. You were sick once, and I still hear about it every fuckin’ time.”

Byron liked the bickering between them and he forgot his earlier behavior and no longer felt stuck in the middle. For a second, he cultivated the fantasy of an us instead of a them.

Nathan went to the fridge, and Byron sat on one of the forest-green stools while Cobin stood behind him. Byron tried to ignore Cobin’s hand on his lower back but all he could see was the equally distracting Nathan bending over. That ass was just too great not to be looked at every chance he had.

Nathan twisted his body with his ass still in their direction. He had a square container in his hands. “Your mother’s recipe?”

“Yeah.”

Nathan stood and glanced at them. “How do you feel about spaghetti, kid?”

Byron rolled his eyes and heard Cobin chuckling behind him. “Fine by me, old man.”

The chuckles just got louder, this time joined by Nathan. “I like you more and more, kid.”

Byron refused to admit that the comment flustered him.

MC Houle is a Canadian writer who fell in love with M/M fiction at fourteen and never looked back. Fluent in both English and French, her interests outside of writing include, but are not limited to: foreign culture and cooking, traveling, science, swimming, and digital art. She can be found mostly on her website or on twitter.


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