Exclusive: Cover Reveal and Excerpt of Exquisitely Hidden by M. Jay Granberry

Exquisitely Hidden by M. Jay Granberry
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We are so excited to share with you the beautiful cover and exclusive excerpt of Exquisitely Hidden by M. Jay Granberry, out November 20th!

About Exquisitely Hidden:

He was everything I needed when I thought I had it all…

As front man for the band everyone’s eyes are on me.

I bask in the spotlight

Because it hides the flaws.

Everyone has secrets.

Mine will ruin everything I’ve built.

My career, my music, my life…

But keeping this secret?

It’s breaking my heart.

I knew how we would end before we started

And still I can’t resist him.

Not everyone will understand.

But I do.

It’s simple.

He’s the man I’m meant to love.

How long can I deny who I truly am?

Should I keep my secret or risk it all?

Pre-Order Link exclusive to Apple Books: https://books.apple.com/us/book/exquisitely-hidden/id1472847952
Exclusive Excerpt:

The heat from the sun warms my skin, soaking into muscle and bone relaxing me to the point of senselessness.  I take in the view behind mirrored sunglasses as a big body breaks the water’s surface. Seth’s lithe form cuts through the water, smooth and deliberate. His last stroke short as he nears the side. Instead of turning for another lap he places both palms on the edge of pool and lifts himself out.

 And I can’t help but to stare. Even now, when I know that body as well as I know my own.  I’ve caressed every sinewy inch, memorized every peak, kissed every valley but I’m still in awe of all things Seth Cody.

He walks toward me, eyes unblinking, chiseled jaw clenched, and I have to fight the urge to fidget under his gaze. He doesn’t stop walking until he’s right in front of me. Lowering, his solid weight settles near my hip and a soft pair of cool lips brush along the whiskers on my jaw in a slow tease before moving across my mouth.

Seth leans into me, beads of water glisten on his tan skin and roll forward to splatter on my chest and arms, nimble fingers remove my sunglasses and I stare into sad eyes the color of aged whiskey. His hands move into my hair as he angles my head licking up the center of my lips asking permission before his rough voice whispers a demand.

 “Kiss me.” He says.

But I shouldn’t.

Last night we had words, spoke like two sensible adults, no yelling, no cursing, no tears. I made it clear that I don’t do relationships. Even when every fiber of my being is begging me to reconsider. I let him know that I have no intention of picking up the mantle and becoming a representation for gay men anywhere, let alone in the music industry. Regardless of the fact when I look into his eyes I see forever. I told him that being in Las Vegas, trying to get custody of my sister, being the leader and the glue for my band is more important than our fledgling relationship. Although the idea of never touching or kissing or simply being with him, really connecting as two human beings with lust and something that could be love is killing me.

I try to turn my head away from the sweetest temptation but the hand in my hair hampers my halfhearted escape. 

“You want me, Adam. I’m right here.” He nibbles on my bottom lip. “Right in front of you. Take me.” He pleads. And this time when our lips meet, I let him in. I revel in the pressure of his mouth and the heady taste I get when his tongue finally breaks the barrier of my lips to twist with mine.

About the Author:

M. Jay Granberry is first and foremost an insatiable reader.

Among her favorite things are classic fairy tales, smutty books where characters have heart, old lady sweaters (preferably chunky knit), gift baskets (giving not receiving), and charcuterie trays (green olives, smoked cheese, and Genoa salami).

She is a true Las Vegas native, the one in Nevada not New Mexico, and to answer the most frequently asked questions about growing up in Sin City…

  • No, she doesn’t live in a hotel.

  • No, she has never been a stripper although she does know some.

  • Prostitution is absolutely illegal in Clark County (Las Vegas)!

  • And what happens in Vegas does indeed stay in Vegas.

M. Jay earned a degree in words and stories, and after fifteen plus years of doing everything other than writing, she penned her first novel.

Giving a voice to characters, that are strong yet fragile, that are sometimes uncomfortably real, that express love in dirtiest ways with the sweetest sentiments is honestly a dream come true.

Find Her Here:

Website: http://www.authormjaygranberry.com

Newsletter: https://mailchi.mp/a7303c1db0a2/mjaygranberry

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/authormjaygranberry/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/mjaygranberry | @mjaygranberry

IG: https://www.instagram/authormjaygranberry | @AuthorMJayGranberry

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18752048.M_Jay_Granberry

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