Gay Book Reviews is excited to welcome K-lee Klein to the blog today, showing us the new cover for the fan favorite Unbreak My Heart!
Hi, I’m K-lee. Thanks so much for stopping by and letting me share my cover reveal for Unbreak My Heart. Some of you may know that this is the second edition for Brett & JT’s original story since Amber Quill closed their doors in January. I’m truly thankful that Dreamspinner agreed to rerelease it AND that Reese Dante designed such a gorgeous cover. To be honest Brett was not an easy man to find, photo-wise.
Brett Taylor and JT Campbell’s story is the dearest to my heart and I can honestly say that Brett is my favorite character to write to-date – just don’t tell the others. There are already more books in the Unbreak My Heart series that I’ll be subbing to Dreamspinner, as well, and I hope to continue my sweet boys’ journey soon.
The official release date for Unbreak My Heart is August 5, but it’s up for pre-order on July 7 I’m offering a giveaway of an ebook copy to one commenter. Please leave your name and information in the comments’ section and tell me what you think of the cover.
Brett Taylor’s world collapsed three years ago when he lost the love of his life. Almost as bad as the grief is the advice he’s starting to get from everyone and their brother, telling him it’s time to move on. They’re flat-out wrong. He left his career as a musician and escaped to his ranch because he needs the peace and quiet, and he’s doing just fine. He doesn’t want anyone invading his memory-filled, booze-fueled solitude.
JT Campbell’s world has been defined by his parents’ money, status, and his own empty relationships, until he’s desperately sick of it. A quest to find something meaningful leads him to Brett’s failing ranch. It’s supposed to be a brief stay. JT never wanted to be anyone’s savior or compete with the ghosts of lovers past. Still, he can’t help wanting this gruff and grieving man.
JT’s mind knows it’s a bad idea, but his heart keeps pushing him to find out what lies beneath Brett’s rough and broken exterior. Brett’s not going to make it easy. JT can only be patient, keep his sense of humor, and work for the day he may be allowed far enough into Brett’s world to unbreak his heart.
This edition has been rigorously and meticulously reedited. Some scenes have been expanded and others have been reworded for better accuracy or to tie-up lose ends. There have been roughly 2500 words added to the original, as well.
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They walked hand in hand the ten or so steps it took to get to the door. Brett looked down at their fingers twisted together, still thumbing over JT’s knuckles even as he reached down for his boots.
(This) it is one of the most romantic books I have ever read, M/M or M/F. You are going to fall head over heels for Brett and MC J.T. No question in my mind.Gigi's 1st Ed. Review“What—”
“I forgot something. Hang on.”
JT rushed out, letting the screen door slam shut behind him. He was back in under a minute with a simple bouquet of flowers clutched in one hand.
“I, um, didn’t really have any way to get you a present… didn’t want to ask Ray, and I did see some flowers on your table at one time….”
Brett had to bite his lip to keep quivering emotions sealed inside him. Flowers had been the one sweet touch he’d always done for Walt—with him being big on the damn things and all. JT’s gift wasn’t the daylilies Walt loved so much, though, but rather simple wildflowers that grew everywhere on the ranch. It was one of the most delightful gestures Brett could remember being on the receiving end of.
JT was still keeping up his nervous babbling, wide-eyed with anticipation, so Brett did the only thing he could think of—he kissed him, again.
It was different this time; lingering, firmer in the press of their mouths, softer in the gentle touching of their tongues. Brett cradled JT’s head, thumbing across his jaw before easing back and resting their foreheads together. He felt the apprehension of the first seconds of his touch melt away from JT’s lips, his face, his body.
Despite the length of the kiss, Brett’s throat worked hard to provide enough air to his lungs and brain. If he was some sappy romantic—which he certainly tried hard not to be—he might have thought he saw stars behind his eyes as he kept them shut tight. When JT’s hand trailed up Brett’s chest, over his neck and under his hair, fingers gently caressing behind his ear, he chanced a peek at the man in his arms.
They were as starry as Brett imagined his own were and maybe just as hazy with lust. JT moved his hand to cup Brett’s chin, making Brett lift his head a little more as JT sealed their mouths together. It was tentative at first, closemouthed, soft and unsure, JT’s fingers trembling a little as he caressed Brett’s jaw.
Brett leaned in, pressing closer with his mouth and his upper body, one hand slipping to wrap around JT’s waist. The delicious taste made Brett want so much more, so he took it, slowly parting his lips and poking the tip of his tongue against the seam of JT’s mouth. He was rewarded with a moan and JT’s tongue sliding softly against Brett’s, his hand moving from holding Brett’s jaw to snaking around the back of his neck.
Brett shifted his feet, moving one leg so it was between JT’s, before sliding his hand between their bodies. He flattened his palm over JT’s chest, pushing gently, walking them backward until they were flush against the wall in the entryway. Brett twined his fingers in JT’s hair and it was just as he’d expected—he had the softest damn curls Brett had ever touched.
A rolling warmth oozed from beneath the kid’s thin T-shirt, and Brett wanted to feel the heated flesh beneath in the worst way. His rapidly increasing desire assaulted him, urging him to rip off the hindering shirt and touch JT everywhere he could, but he couldn’t… at least not yet.
K-lee Klein loves guys with long hair and tattoos, and you’ll often find her front and center at her favorite rock concerts. She has bounced around Western Canada all her life, but will always consider the solitude and beauty of the British Columbian mountains home. Her life is blessed as the proud mother of three now-grown but still spoiled kids, the servant of two bossy felines, and the wife of a truly patient husband.
Her writing muse is terribly temperamental, so to keep him close by and in check, she had him inked on her left calf. The gorgeous, long-haired, mostly naked, kneeling angel that resulted is truly a work of art, although he’s still a handful and hopelessly uncontrollable. She writes on his schedule and inspiration.
K-lee tends to fall easily into obsessions. When something grabs her attention, she jumps into it headfirst with complete abandon. Actors, musicians, superheroes, fictional characters, and brainwashed assassins all hold spots on her cannot-get-enough list. She once followed Thirty Seconds to Mars around the United States and Canada and saw them perform fourteen times that year. Obsession sometimes leads to ideas for her kneeling angel to turn into stories.
Although an introvert in person, she’s extroverted online and has met many wonderful friends there, sometimes with the added fun of meeting them in person at gay romance conferences. She’s grateful for all the people in her life who accept her as she is and support her through her ups and downs as mom, wife, and joyfully obsessed writer.Website Blog GoodReads Twitter Facebook More Author Reviews