Release Tour, Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway:
By Raquel Riley
Hearts For Hire, Book 1
After one date, I realized that would never be enough…
I started Lucky Match, a dating service, as an enjoyable way to earn some extra cash. That’s how I ended up on a date with my super hot Economics Professor.
Here’s my three step plan to seduce my teacher:
Convince Hayes to fake date me.
Inform him that we were never fake dating; it was always real.
Make him fall in love with me.
How many dates will it take for Hayes to realize I’m his lucky match?
After my divorce, I decided it’s time for a change. After missing being with a man for the past twelve years of my loveless marriage, I’m finally free to make up for lost time.
I called Lucky Match to hookup with someone who looks like the sexy student I can’t stop fantasizing about. I had no idea I’d end up with the real deal.
Is a second chance at love worth risking my career and another broken heart?
Lucky Match is a gay male escort romance with an HEA. This sweet heat, teacher/student story includes college roommates, meddling brothers, fake dating, a wise aunt full of Irish wisdom, an epic karaoke battle, and a pride parade.
“I see you found something you like.”
The portrait was painted against a white background. The artist used red to outline a beautiful male body and yellow to outline another male body wrapped in his embrace. They intertwined seamlessly, and you almost couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. It was simple but beautiful. “Do you see the red and yellow represented as our hair color?” Everyone interpreted art differently, especially abstract art, and I was curious whether Lucky saw us in the painting as I did.
Lucky’s eyes were on me, not the painting. “I see two men finding solace in the other.The blending of their bodies represents the merging of their souls or maybe their lives. They definitely belong together.”
I wasn’t sure how to respond to that. Was he talking about the painting or us? “Is that really what you see?”
“I see two men falling in love. What do you see, Professor?”
“I see… I can’t do this, Lucky.” I raced off, unable to let him witness my turmoil another second. Yes, I was falling in love! No, I wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box! I’d just finished letting Sarah humiliate me, and here I was signing up for another dose of humiliation. It wasn’t Lucky’s fault, either. I was squarely to blame for the rejection headed my way.
I sat on a bench facing the river as I contemplated how I needed to end things with my student before it went any further as said student stood in front of me, blocking the sun and casting me in shadow. A foreshadowing? He tipped my chin up to meet his face, and I saw he was holding a wrapped package. The painting, if I had to guess.
“Lucky, you shouldn’t have.” I was referring to the painting and his generosity, but also that he needn’t have come after me.
“Hayes, we need to talk.”
“Here and now,” he confirmed. Sitting beside me, he placed the painting by his feet and faced me, taking my hands in his. His hands were soft and warm and felt good holding mine, squeezing gently. “Hayes, from the first day of class, when you insisted we could only call you Professor Brantley, I was hooked. I was determined to set myself apart from the class and stand out so you could see me. You became my Mr. B.”
I gave him a wry smile. “Because you have a problem with authority?”
“No, Hayes. Because I’m hopelessly attracted to smart, hot, bossy blonds.” Kissing each of my hands in turn, he continued. “I don’t have a degree yet, and I don’t contribute to a retirement plan or have much money in the bank. But I’m a good man, and my heart is huge and full of love that I’m dying to share with you. I’m pretty sure you could find a much better catch than me, on paper, but I promise you nobody could want your happiness more than I do. What I need, what I hope, is that you take a chance on love. Take a chance on us, Hayes. I won’t let you regret it.”
I leaned in to kiss him, slow and sweet. “What the heck; I’m feeling lucky.” I tried kissing him again, but he pulled back, laughing incredulously.
“Seriously? I poured my heart out and that’s it? You’re feeling lucky?”
I gripped his cheeks, causing his full lips to pucker. “I want to take a chance on us. More than anything.” I sucked on his puckered lips, teasing them apart. His tongue found mine, and we danced together in that wet heat. I hoped what he said was true because I needed this man to want and need me the same way I wanted and needed him.
Could it really be this simple? He’d declared himself, and I’d accepted. Is that all there was to it, or was I kidding myself? Would I ever be able to just let go and allow myself to feel the happiness I craved?
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About the Author:
Raquel Riley is a native of South Florida but now calls North Carolina home. She is an avid reader and loves to travel. Most often, she writes gay romance stories with an HEA but characters of all types can be found in her books. Raquel weaves pieces of herself, her family, and her travels into every story she writes.
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