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Saturday, October 1, 2016

Jacob Z. Flores's "Suddenly Yours" Blog Tour

Tour Stops

October 1, 2016 
Readaholics Anonymous

October 2, 2016
 books are love

October 3, 2016
 Gay Book Reviews

October 5, 2016
 Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words

October 6, 2016
 V's Reads

October 9, 2016
 My Fiction Nook

October 10, 2016
Viviana, Enchantress of Books

October 12, 2016
Books, Dreams, Life

October 13, 2016
MM Good Book Reviews

October 16, 2016
Wicked Faerie's Tales and Reviews

October 17, 2016
 BookwormBridgette's World

October 20, 2016
 I Read What I Want To! Reviews and More

October 24, 2016
 Cryselle's Bookshelf

October 26, 2016
 Love Bytes

October 27, 2016
 Alpha Book Club

October 28, 2016
 Mello & June, It's a Book Thang!

October 30, 2016
 Bayou Book Junkie

October 31, 2016
The Novel Approach

Suddenly Yours
by Jacob Z. Flores

"What Happens in Vegas Doesn't Always Stay in Vegas"

Cody Hayes is having one epic morning-after. The hangover following a Vegas bachelor party is nothing new to him, and neither is the naked man in his bed.

His apparent marriage is a different story.

Carefully plotting every detail of his life carried Julian Canales to a senate seat as an openly gay man. A drunken night of Truth or Dare isn’t like him… and neither is marrying a man he just met. He’d get an annulment, but the media has gotten wind of his hasty nuptials. If Julian’s political career is going to survive, he has to stay married to a man who’s his opposite in every way.

Now he must convince Cody that all they need to do is survive a conservative political rival, a heartbroken ex, their painful pasts… and an attraction neither man can fight.



Cody Hayes had had some epic hangovers in his life. In college he’d woken up naked in front of his fraternity house after his brothers had decided to draw obscene pictures in Magic Marker all over his skin. It had taken him a week to finally scrub the many penises off his flesh. Then there was his twenty-first birthday, when his best friend, Sam Judd, convinced him he’d look good without eyebrows, or the time he’d sung “I Will Always Love You” to his college crush, the star quarterback for the Texas Longhorns. That had been a fun night of trying not to get his ass kicked.

There had been other moments like that throughout the thirty years of his life, but this one… well, this one took the cake.

He’d never woken up married before.

“We’re what?” his new husband asked before glancing at Cody’s hand. Cody quit fiddling with the wedding band and pointed to his finger.


Julian, his gasping groom, fixed his gaze on his own left hand. “Is this a joke?”

If only this was a prank cooked up by his scheming best friends, but neither of them was that lucky. Although Cody couldn’t quite remember everything at the moment thanks to the alcohol-induced fog that clouded his memories, he distinctly recalled walking into the twenty-four-hour chapel hand in hand with Julian and laughing all the way down the aisle. They certainly weren’t laughing now. “Nope. We’re hitched.”

“This—this can’t be happening,” Julian groaned, a look of panic seizing his dark, handsome features as he glanced at the white sheets wrapped around their bodies. “Am I—? Are we—? Did we—?”

Cody didn’t need Julian to finish his questions to know what he was asking. Clearly they’d been married long enough already for Cody to finish his thoughts. “Yes, yes, and—” He reached under the blankets. The head of his cock was raw, and when he cupped his balls, they ached as if he’d been slamming them hard against something all night. “Yes.”

Julian covered his mouth with his hand, and a second later he was a naked blur heading for the bathroom. Shortly after the door slammed, the magical sounds of violent retching echoed off the tiled walls.

Not exactly a stellar way to start off their lives together.

Cody let out a long breath and peeked into the bathroom, where Linda Blair had finally stopped spewing pea soup. Thank God. “How are you feeling, sweet cheeks?”

“Don’t call me that.”

Had Julian been this much of a party pooper last night? Cody recalled a frosty reception when he had first introduced himself. While most other men would have turned around and left, Cody hadn’t. Julian’s aloofness presented a challenge, and Cody never ran from a challenge. It had excited him—like the first time he went scuba diving. He was nervous but couldn’t wait to jump in feet first.

That was exactly what he’d done. No, that was exactly what they’d both done. Julian clearly hadn’t remembered that yet.

Cody leaned against the door and grinned. “Do you prefer honey bunny, or do you like to keep it simple? Something like babe or love?”

Julian works just fine,” he said into the bowl before another wave of gross left his body.

This was the worst honeymoon ever!

Since his groom wasn’t interested in playful morning banter, Cody took it upon himself to survey the body the state of Nevada had recently declared all his. No wonder he put a ring on it. Julian was smoking hot, even with his face shoved inside the porcelain god.

His short dark hair, which stood up at rakish angles, complemented his naturally dark flesh, and boy did Cody love him some dark-skinned men. He pursued them like it was his job or something. Julian also had a lean, muscular chest, nicely developed arms, and a cute, tight butt.

Score, score, and double-oh-my-God-I-could-eat-that-all-night score.

If Cody weren’t so nauseous, he’d be doing his Go, Cody dance, which was basically the cabbage patch with a few high kicks thrown in for good measure.

Still, no matter how awesomely yummy Julian’s body was, why did Cody even walk down that aisle in the first place?

Julian took his head out of the toilet, staring up at him with his big, dark chocolate brown eyes, and flashed him a smile that turned Cody’s legs into Silly Putty.

Oh yeah. That might’ve had something to do with it.

One Fine Day Series 

Undercover Boyfriend 
(One Fine Day Series #1)

Available in paperback


About The Author

Jacob Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hard ass assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his fictional world.

 Summers in Provincetown, Massachusetts, provide Jacob with inspiration for his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed man flesh and daily debauchery stimulates his personal muse. 
 When he isn’t stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his daughter. They both represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise predominantly red swath in south Texas.

You can find Jacob at 



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