Heart of the Holidays by Pat Henshaw – Tour & #Giveaway

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Heart of the Holidays by Pat Henshaw – Tour & #Giveaway

Heart of the Holidays

By Pat Henshaw

Release Date: December 9, 2020

Published by: JMS Books

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The Storyline: Heart of the Holidays

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Everyone hopes his road to happily ever after will be carefree and smooth, but too often hair-pin turns and detours seem to get in the way.

Having thought he was on the road to forever before, former Silicon Valley programmer Dan Lassiter is leery about pedaling down it again. His elderly companion Charlie urges him to get to know Rick Reardon whose bakery is across the street from Dan’s bicycle shop.

Under the watchful eye of Charlie, Dan and Rick take tentative steps towards each other, all the while trying to avoid potholes such as exes, homophobes, and family problems.

As summer turns to fall and then winter, they hope that the road will be smooth going from their first date and first kiss to having what Rick’s sister euphemistically calls their “sleep overs”. At each step, though, they are tripped up and wonder why there seem to be so many bumps in their road.

Maybe Dan and Rick should heed some of Charlie’s sage advice or maybe they should listen to their hearts instead of the warnings from their pasts.

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Book Specifics

  • Book Title: Heart of the Holidays
  • Author:  Pat Henshaw
  • Publisher: JMS Books
  • Release Date: December 9, 2020
  • Genre/s: MM Holiday Romance
  • Trope/s: Rocky Road to Love, Friends to Lovers, Surprise Ending
  • Length: approx 103 pages, 25,785 words
  • This book is a stand-alone story.

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Excerpt – Heart of the Holidays

The kids and their mom arrived after lunch, right about the time Charlie usually turned in for a nap. He gave them the once over as they got out of the car, nodded to me with raised eyebrows, and ambled back toward the house. I guess he figured he’d meet them sometime, probably sooner rather than later, so he didn’t have to knock himself out now. It was the siesta part of his day.

After the kids tumbled from the car and jumped on Rick, he pointed at my open garage and waved at me. I waved back, and they galloped across the street.

“Hi, I’m McKinsey! You can call me Mack.” The red-haired boy danced in front of me. His hair blazed in the sun and was as bright as his green eyes and freckles. He didn’t look anything like his uncle. “So these are all the bikes I can ride? Can I try them out first?” 

“Yeah, but don’t go very far. I’ve got an app keeping an eye on them.”

“Cool. Bye.”

He didn’t wait for me to explain further, but ran toward the racks so fast that I thought he would barrel into them. A small hand on my arm stopped me from chasing after him.

“Don’t worry. He’s careful. He won’t hurt the bikes. We won’t go far because of mom.” Since I wasn’t worried about the bicycles, I looked down into brown eyes, a solemn face, and curly sable hair. “I’m Leslie. Everyone calls me Lee. My brother throws himself into his activities. I don’t. Can we choose any of the bicycles?”

I glanced up at their uncle who shrugged at me. The small hand let go of my arm, so I looked down at Lee again.

“Yes. You have three choices. One, you can select a bike and ride it the entire time you’re here. Two, you could come back to the garage and pick another one to ride for the day, the half-day, the hour, or however long you want it. That means if you wanted, you could ride every bike in this place in one day. Or your third choice, you could stay at the bakery and not go bike riding at all.” I winked at her. “I would choose the bakery except then I’d look like a human lead balloon if I did.”

She giggled and put her hand on my arm again.

“I like you, Mr. Dan. I think we’ll get along fine.” She nodded and gave me a long assessing once over. “Don’t worry. You don’t look like a balloon at all. Not at all.”

If she’d been in her teens, I would have thought she was flirting. But Lee seemed as if she was merely making an observation.

I liked both kids and their approaches to life. I’d be willing to bet Charlie would like them too when he got up from his nap and met them.

Unlike her brother, Lee sauntered over to the bikes, many of which were now askew thanks to Mack’s unsorting process. She carefully started to right those tossed aside. She stopped at a turquoise bicycle, hopped on, and waved to me and her uncle as she sped away. Her brother was long gone. The bike rack still needed straightening which would give me something to do while Charlie snoozed.

I started toward it. Rick had surged across the street and was striding up to me.

“Here. I’ll help.” He stood staring down at the mishmash of bikes. “If you show me how to untangle them without making things worse.” 

I nodded.

“I don’t get it. Aren’t you afraid people will just take off with your bikes and you’ll never see them again?”

I watched him bend over to pick up one on the ground. My groin tightened at the sight. We were going out to dinner. Together. Soon. My heart and dick lifted as my mind piled up image after image of dinner and afterward. It was about time for me to get back in the saddle as it were.

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About the Author: Pat Henshaw

Pat Henshaw, born and raised in Nebraska, has lived on the U S’s three coasts, in Texas, Virginia, and now California.

Before she retired, she held a number of jobs, including theatrical costumer, newspaper features reporter and movie reviewer, librarian, junior college English instructor, and publicist.

She also loves to travel and has visited Canada, Mexico, Europe, Egypt, Thailand, and Central America as well as almost all fifty US states.

Now retired, she enjoys reading and writing as well as visiting her older daughter, son-in-law, and grandchildren on the East Coast and playing havoc with her younger daughter’s life in NorCal.

She thanks you for reading her books and wants you to remember that every day is a good day for romance.

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Getting Personal with Pat Henshaw – A Guest Post!

Spectacular Gingerbread House Fails

I can’t build a gingerbread house to save my life. Can you?

As a baker, I can make and decorate elaborate birthday cakes, produce dozens of kinds of cookies, and create delicious pies. But erect a gingerbread house? Fuhgeddaboudit.

What could go wrong, you ask—as I have many times to myself. Every time I ask, I get a new answer.

Pre-internet, when my children were very young, I decided that since I could make gingerbread men, women, children, and pets, surely I could make a house too. So I went to the library, found a book with a simple pattern, and set forth on the path to failure.

Gingerbread house walls need to be made of just the right thickness and tensile strength necessary to stand without breaking or buckling. No joke, and easier said than done. I never did figure out why even the easiest of recipes were epic fails for me.

When our daughters were in upper elementary school, I ventured once again into gingerbread house territory. This time, I decided to let Wilton, the cake baking and decorating company, help.

I bought a kit at Michael’s, the craft supply store, and opened it with the utmost confidence that I, with the help of the girls, couldn’t fail.

Wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

The walls fell faster than those at Jericho. The white frosting that was supposed to glue them together laughed at my efforts to spread it on the sides and hold them together long enough to dry and seal. And as fast as I spread yet another layer of frosting on the joints, it was being eaten by my helpers.

As if that weren’t enough, the younger of my helpers who will remain unnamed, was gobbling down the gum drops and candy canes provided for decoration. My trying to explain that the building would be plain and not looking like the cover photo didn’t stop her munching.

In the end, we sat down with glasses of milk and consumed the evidence. Gingerbread house building was left to next year.

Starting in September a few years later and determined to build a gingerbread house, I watched as many YouTube videos as I could find. Every single one promised a beautiful holiday structure IF I followed the instructions.

I tried, I failed. I even tried to build the walls around a can of soup to bolster the walls so that I didn’t have to hold them until the icing set. At one point I had a bunch of gingerbread slabs in the shape of a derelict cabin with a hidden can of tomato soup inside. The cabin collapsed when I tried to slide it carefully to the side—still on its base with the hidden can.

My last attempt at creating a gingerbread house was the worst. Frustrated by total failure, I mixed white glue with the frosting. I figured nobody ate a gingerbread house that had been a decoration for months. So no one would be eating the glue anyway.

The glue must have changed the composition of the frosting because the walls fell even faster than they had before.

So from now on, I’m sticking with my tried and true success: Fruitcake!

What are your homemade holiday successes and failures? Can you make a gingerbread house? If so, how do you do it?

Give yourself a gift of cheer with four HEA romances to take the edge off 2020:

Blame It on the Fruitcake where a motorcycle shop owner and a location scout bond over a grandmother’s holiday recipe;

The Orpheum Miracle in which a squatter in a revival theater meets the man of his dreams;

Making the Holidays Happy Again that sees a blacksmith forge a future with a chemist; and

Heart of the Holidays where a bicycle repairman and a baker journey down the road to love.

And whatever you do, remember that Every day is a good day for romance.

Pat Henshaw

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