Release Tour – The Heart Heist by Elle Keaton

A big welcome to Elle Keaton as part of her release tour with Gay Romance Reviews for The Heart Heist.

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Release Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway:
The Heart Heist
By Elle Keaton

The Heart Heist Ebook

Crimes of the Heart, Book 2

Duff Cleveland knows better than to open himself to love, that’s how you get hurt.

Jacob De Rossi is a family guy; he’s got the house and the picket fence he’s just missing the man.

When a gorgeous stranger wanders into Jacob’s yoga studio one summer night Jacob knows he’s in trouble. He’s going to break all his rules and probably his heart.

Something about Jacob has Duff wanting more, but how many just one more time’s can a dedicated hookup artist justify? He can hardly handle the life he’s living, having an actual boyfriend is impossible.

Jacob’s not letting Duff go easily. It’s obvious, to him at least, that Duff needs someone in his corner, and he’s the man for the job.

Will Duff recognize his heart is safe with Jacob before it’s too late?

The Heart Heist is a first person, dual POV, following Duff Cleveland and Jacob De Rossi as Jacob woos Duff’s reluctant heart. No cliffhanger, HEA guaranteed. Heat level, 4+.

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From Jacob’s POV

“Place your palms together in front of your heart, breathe in slowly and hold for a moment. Good, good. Now breathe out and push your breath away and your hands, still pressed together, toward the ceiling.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I see the studio door begin to open, interrupting my instruction and catching everyone’s attention. Automatically tensing, I glance at the wall clock; it’s ten minutes past the hour. I don’t like it when people are late, and unless someone stole my sign (“no entry ten minutes past the hour” in bright all-caps lettering, hung at eye-level), my policy is clearly posted. Just because I teach yoga doesn’t mean I can’t be an asshole sometimes.

“Class is — ”

The door fully opens, and whatever I’d been about to say, something pissy about how class is already in session, dies on my lips, and I’m helpless. The universe is smirking at me, I can just tell.

One of the most gorgeous men I’ve ever seen in real life hovers on the threshold, an apprehensive expression on his face. There is no way I am going to tell this man he can’t join the class.

“There’s space at the back,” I murmur, trying not to telescope that I feel like I’ve been hit by the universe’s very own MAC truck.

His chin dips down and messy blond hair falls across his face, hiding him for a moment. He impatiently pushes it behind one ear, exposing high cheekbones and winged eyebrows in a darker blond than the hair on his head. I’ve never felt this before — his golden-caramel gaze seems to pierce right through me, plumbing my deepest darkest secrets. Which is funny because I’ve never really thought of myself as the kind of person who had deep dark secrets, until now.

But if I’m suddenly going to have some, I want to share every last one of them with this man. I want to open myself up and offer all that I am to him.

And I don’t even know his name.

“Thanks,” he says, and I fall even further. One freaking word.

My eyes stay glued on him as he makes his way to the back of the room, unrolls his mat, and flops down on it. Belatedly I realize the rest of the students are watching my reaction. One woman in the front raises an eyebrow and winks at me, barely suppressing a grin.

I am so fucked.

I’d say I have some idea how I got through class, but it was probably just muscle memory. All I know is my attention was one hundred percent on the newest student for the entire hour.

An hour and fifteen minutes later, he follows the rest of the students out into the summer evening, taking my heart with him. I want to say something — seriously anything — but I can’t. No words coming out of my mouth would be the right ones. This man needs epic poetry, he needs the northern lights. He needs things that are not in my power to give because the universe simply isn’t enough. Stupid universe.

“I’m sorry I was late,” he says as he passes by me and turns up the street.

I nod. The cat, as my grandmother would say, has got my tongue. And I’m an idiot because he’s given me an opening, but I just stand there and watch him walk away, taking my heart along with him. A heist in plain sight.

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About the Author:

Elle Keaton writes contemporary gay romance and MM romantic suspense set in the Pacific Northwest. Elle’s books are known for their hot mm romance, complex characters, and unique sense of place. The men start out broken, and maybe they’re still banged up by the end, but they always find the other half of their hearts.

Elle published first in 2017, now she has over seventeen books available for you to read or listen to. She loves cats and dogs, Star Wars and Star Trek, pineapple on pizza, and is known to start crossword puzzles with ballpoint pen.

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About Anne Barwell

Anne Barwell lives in Wellington, New Zealand. She shares her home with a cat with “tortitude” who is convinced that the house is run to suit her; this is an ongoing “discussion,” and to date, it appears as though Kaylee may be winning. In 2008, Anne completed her conjoint BA in English Literature and Music/Bachelor of Teaching. She has worked as a music teacher, a primary school teacher, and now works in a library. She is a member of the Upper Hutt Science Fiction Club and plays violin for Hutt Valley Orchestra. She is an avid reader across a wide range of genres and a watcher of far too many TV series and movies, although it can be argued that there is no such thing as “too many.” These, of course, are best enjoyed with a decent cup of tea and further the continuing argument that the concept of “spare time” is really just a myth. She also hosts and reviews for other authors, and writes monthly blog posts for Love Bytes. She is the co-founder of the New Zealand Rainbow Romance writers, and a member of RWNZ. Anne’s books have received honorable mentions five times, reached the finals four times—one of which was for best gay book—and been a runner up in the Rainbow Awards. She has also been nominated twice in the Goodreads M/M Romance Reader’s Choice Awards—once for Best Fantasy and once for Best Historical. Anne can be found at
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