Friday, July 7, 2017

Blog Tour Review: A Kind of Home by Lane Hayes



A Kind of Home
A Kind of Stories, #4
by Lane Hayes
Genre: Romance, Bisexual, Rock star, NYC, humor, light suspense
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Isaac Dalton is the guitarist for Spiral, arguably the biggest rock band in the world. The band’s meteoric rise to superstardom has its perks, but fame and fortune aren’t all they’re cracked up to be. Nonstop touring and performing exhaust him, and when an overzealous fan makes it imperative that Isaac travel with a clingy bodyguard, he is ready for a break from the madness. More so when his newly single first crush shows up on his doorstep. The man is strictly off-limits. He’s a memory from a place Isaac would rather leave behind. And he’s straight.

Fun-loving former athlete slash construction worker Adam McBride desperately needs a new beginning. And New York City is the perfect place to start over and think about how to rebuild his life. A short stint as roommates with his brother’s best friend from high school seems like a mutually beneficial arrangement. However, when friendship gives way to fierce attraction, both men find themselves in uncharted and possibly dangerous territory. Isaac has to decide if he’s willing to take the ultimate risk for a kind of love and a kind of home he never dreamed possible.




I've never read any of the book in this series before, but is easy to get into the story and the camaraderie of the band. They showed up here and there but didn't overtake the story as a whole. Isaac is the guitarist from a small town that he had no desire to go back to. Adam McBride is a childhood friend and currently an unwanted guest in Isaac's fancy apartment. 

With a stalker constantly at the back of his mind, Isaac seems constantly on edge and besides music, he doesn't have much of a life. He seems rather mellow for a rock star and lonely too. Honestly, Isaac as a character seems rather bland to me. 

Adam is the typical boisterous charming ex-jock, currently divorce and decided to visit NYC to lick his wounds and annoy the hell out of Isaac. Despite this all coming from Isaac's POV, I find myself actually leaning more towards Adam rather than Isaac. Not only Adam is a big and loud guy, he had the biggest heart too. Despite his divorce, he is not sulking or jaded or hating his life. Instead, he is moving on and pursuing his dream. A sexy baker is hard to resist, definitely. 

Actually I find the stalker story a bit weak. There isn't a sense of suspense that make us nervous or guessing who is the culprit until the penultimate chapter. Nonetheless, it create an opportunity for drama towards the end that finally make me anxious to see how Isaac pull his head out his ass.

The romance between Isaac and Adam did felt natural from their progression from friends to lovers. Adam is the highlight of the book for me though.





“I’ve got it!” Adam sprang to his feet and waved his hand excitedly.

I gave him a weary sideways glance. “Whatever you’re thinking, stop.”

“No, it’s perfect. You teach me guitar and I’ll teach you how to bake something.”

“Tonight?”

“Not necessarily. When we can. The point is I’ll be here if you don’t feel like being alone. We can keep each other sane with wholesome diversions without having to ask ‘What do you feel like doing, roomie?’”

“‘Wholesome diversions’? You’ve been mainlining confectioner’s sugar again, haven’t you?” I quipped.

“Ha. Ha. Don’t overthink. I’ll keep my hands to myself. You’re safe with me. I promise. I just—we’re both adjusting to change. It might be helpful to lean on each other. That’s all.”

“Platonically?”

“Sure. Boston cream pie for a tip or two on how to play a couple Guns N’ Roses classics. What do you think?”

I lowered my eyes as I worked on the row of buttons on my navy shirt. I was touched. I couldn’t remember the last time someone stopped to notice my state of mental well-being and offered to ease my mind. I knew my friends cared, but they were going through the same things I was. All they could say was “Hang on. It’ll get easier.” Adam was offering something more—himself and his time. Platonically.

I wasn’t sure I trusted myself to keep us in the friend zone. Even now I wanted to tackle him to the bed and grind against him. He was solid, familiar, and trustworthy. Just what I needed to keep my mind off my troubles.

“Okay. You’re on.” I chuckled when he let out a whoop before I continued. “But we each get to choose what we want to learn.”

Adam mulled over my suggestion for a moment, then inclined his head. “As long as you know we aren’t making anything from a box.”

“And as long as you know I can only take so many run-throughs of ‘Sweet Child of Mine’ before I’ll strangle you.”

Adam gave me a megawatt grin and then held up his hand for a high five. I slapped his hand and then rolled my eyes when he broke into a decent impression of Axl Rose’s version of “Patience.”

“Go,” I said, shooing him out of my bedroom. “I’ve got real-life bullshit to deal with. No more nonsense.”

“A little nonsense is good for you, Isaac. It’s what keeps you afloat so the bad stuff doesn’t drag you under.” He reached for my wrist and pulled me against him so our chests collided.

It was a slapstick maneuver that was too rough to be taken as a sensual overture. Until he backed me against the wall and lowered his head a fraction of an inch, stopping when his nose brushed mine. I held my breath, aware of my thundering heart. My world constricted to the smallest fragment of space. I occupied a place against a wall, covered by a man I’d known most of my life. Someone I cared about and, yeah, lusted after too.

Adam lowered his head again, and this time he didn’t stop. He pressed his lips to mine and went perfectly still as though testing my response. When I didn’t protest, he melded his mouth over mine, careful to keep the connection light. I reached out and ran a tentative hand along his cheek. Adam trembled and leaned into my touch, deepening the kiss ever so slightly. Then he licked my lips in a silent request for entry. I groaned when our tongues glided together and let him pull me under.

I broke for air and pushed his chest. This was ridiculous. We were friends only, and we were destined for heartache if we tried to be something else. “We can’t do this. I told you, I—”

Adam tugged at my belt loop and drew me against him. Then he rested his forehead against mine and went still as though he was wordlessly giving me control. I should have pushed him away, but I couldn’t. I fused my lips to his and moaned into the connection. I shivered when he moved his hands up my chest, then placed them on the wall on either side of my head. He nudged my chin with his nose until I exposed my neck. He traced my jawline with the tip of his tongue and then bit my earlobe before whispering in a raspy voice, “No repeats. I’ll behave. But I gotta admit… I really want to change your mind.”


Lane Hayes is grateful to finally be doing what she loves best. Writing full-time! It’s no secret Lane loves a good romance novel. An avid reader from an early age, she has always been drawn to well-told love story with beautifully written characters. These days she prefers the leading roles to both be men. Lane discovered the M/M genre a few years ago and was instantly hooked. Her debut novel was a 2013 Rainbow Award finalist and subsequent books have received Honorable Mentions, and were winners in the 2016 Rainbow Awards. She loves red wine, chocolate and travel (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband in an almost empty nest.


Thank you so much for having me here today to talk about my recent release, A Kind of Home, book 4 in my A Kind of Stories series. This book, like all the others, is a standalone and it belongs to Isaac, the lead guitarist in Spiral and his boyfriend, Adam. Usually I’d tell you a little about their story but today, I’m going to let them takeover. Boys…

Isaac- Thanks Lane. Um so, what kind of things do people want to know? I’m thirty-one.

Adam- Nice try. You’re thirty-two babe. Let’s just answer the questions here and add whatever we feel like. 

Isaac- Okay. Question #1… What is your most marked characteristic? 

I don’t think I have one. I’m ordinary. Dark hair, dark eyes, too skinny. I may be the guy on stage playing guitar to thousands but Adam is the one who stands out. He’s tall and has beautiful blue eyes and a body to die for. 

Adam- I’m blushing. And I disagree. You’re the beautiful one. Question #2...What do you most value in your friends?

I’d say loyalty. How about you?

Isaac: Same. Loyalty is important and trust. My closest friends are my band mates and they’re more like family to me. Sometimes we fight but we’re always there for each other.

Adam: Question #3… Who is your favorite superhero?

Easy. Batman. Dark, mysterious and hot, hot, hot!

Isaac (laughs): Yeah, I have to agree. I’d choose Batman first and then…The Flash.

Adam: Who says that? Ever? That’s weird. There’s got to be twenty other superheroes I’d name first. 

Isaac: What can I say? I always root for the underdog. Question #4… Who are your heroes in real life? 

My ultimate guitar hero is Jimmy Page. And my person hero is Adam. He’s solid, dependable, honest and he has a great sense of humor.

Adam: I’m blushing again. You’re my hero too, babe. And my dad. He’s a good man. 

Isaac: He is. Final question…What is your least favorite kind of food?

Um, I’m gonna go with tapioca pudding. It’s gross. 

Adam: Good answer. I’m not a pudding fan either. Custard yes, pudding no. After that, anything goes. I love food!

Isaac (laughs): I know. That’s it for us. Check out our story, A Kind of Home. Lane gives you the backstory about how we were friends who turned into something much more. 

Thank you for inviting us!

Lane Hayes (with Isaac and Adam)

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