Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway: Christmas Lane by Amy Aislin

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Please welcome Amy Aislin on From Top to Bottom Reviews! Her holiday romance Christmas Lane releases today, and to celebrate she brought an exclusive excerpt with her. There is also a fabulous rafflecopter giveaway at the end of the post that you don’t want to miss!

Get in the mood for Christmas with this lovely story!

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It’s recent college graduate Zach Greenfeld’s favorite time of the year and he’s just received a temporary gig planning Lighthouse Bay’s Christmas parade. Not only does it speak to his penchant for organization, it also puts him face to face on a daily basis with his unrequited crush—Holland Stone. But his new job starts off in disaster when the most important float—Santa’s sleigh—gets damaged. 

Holland needs to win the Lighthouse Bay Christmas parade float competition in order to grow his new dollhouse-making business. The prize is an article in a major city newspaper, and nothing beats free advertising. Except, eager to help the adorable parade organizer, he volunteers to help fix Santa’s sleigh, leaving no time to work on his own float, and putting his prize at risk.

Damaged floats, snowstorms, and a last-minute parade emergency force Zach and Holland closer than ever. All they need is a little bit of Christmas magic to help them realize they belong together. 

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Release Date: November 29
Cover design: Jay Aheer at Simply Defined Art

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Thank you for joining me to celebrate the release of my newest m/m contemporary romance, Christmas Lane, and thank you to From Top to Bottom Reviews for having me! Today I’m sharing an exclusive excerpt. Check it out below!

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“I’m done,” Zach eventually said. Setting down his pen, he raised his arms over his head and stretched. “Where are we going?”

Ten minutes later, the incredulousness was back on his face, making Holland grin at him as he handed Zach his gloves. Holland’s gloves, actually. The ones he’d loaned Zach a couple of weeks ago. That Zach was still wearing them caused all sorts of funny feelings in his chest.

“Are you serious?” Zach had a few items of clothing in Holland’s bedroom, yet he wore a pair of Holland’s sweat- pants, a hoodie, Dev’s winter boots, and one of Holland’s spare winter coats.

“Yup.” Holland grabbed his own gloves, then opened the front door. “After you.”

Zach slipped past him, heading outside. Holland closed the door behind himself and turned to find Zach smiling up at the sky, snowflakes falling onto his face, his shoulders, his hair. When he stuck his tongue out to catch the snowflakes, Holland’s stomach flipped, then settled.

Perfect. Zach was utterly perfect.

“You were right,” Zach said. “Getting some fresh air was a good idea. Even if it is damn cold.”

Holland couldn’t help himself. He strode toward Zach, cupped his face, and kissed him like he’d wanted to back in the workshop an hour ago.

Breaking the kiss, he said, “Let’s build snowmen.”

“Um.” Zach’s breathing was unsteady. “Okay?” They built seven. A mom and dad, three kids, a baby, and a dog that looked more like a pig than any house pet Holland had ever seen.

Zach fell over laughing.

“What?” Holland kicked snow at him. “You’re not allowed to make fun of my puppy. You gave your snowman nipples.”

That just sent Zach off into more peels of laughter.

Holland tackled him and they went tumbling on the front lawn, almost killing their snowbaby, and getting snow everywhere. They came to a stop next to one of the snowkids. From his position on top of Zach, Holland took in Zach’s flushed face, the tumble of hair peppered with snowflakes. His eyes shone with light and laugher, glowing bright and merry under the overcast sky.

Placing a hand on either side of Zach’s head, Holland leaned closer to him. “What’s that smile for?”

God, that smile was everything. And when it revealed the dimple in Zach’s left cheek, it made Holland crazy.

Zach ran a thumb over Holland’s cheek. “I’m happy.”

Holland’s heart turned over, stomach spasming as the words sank into his veins. He never got tired of hearing them, of the joy that spread through him when Zach looked at him like he was special and wanted. He was always, always conscious of the fact that by giving Holland his happiness, Zach was offering him a precious gift that was in equal parts terrifying.

Because Holland was terrified of fucking it up.

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I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek of Christmas Lane. Christmas Lane is out now and is available for purchase at Amazon, iBooks, B&N, and Kobo.

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Amy started writing on a rainy day in fourth grade when her class was forced to stay inside for recess. Tales of adventures with her classmates quickly morphed into tales of adventures with the characters in her head.Copy of Amy Aislin_Logo Based in the suburbs of Toronto, Amy is a marketer/fundraiser at a large environmental non-profit in Toronto by day, and a writer by night. Book enthusiast, animal lover and (very) amateur photographer, her interests are many and varied, including travelling, astronomy, ecology, and baking. She binge watches too much anime, and loves musical theater, Julie Andrews, the Backstreet Boys, and her hometown of Oakville, Ontario.

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Amy is giving away a Christmas Lane prize pack, including a signed paperback of Christmas Lane, a personalized Christmas tree ornament, vanilla-flavored loose leaf tea, and a character art print.

Genre: Contemporary Orientation: Gay Pairing: M/M Self Published Tag: Age-Gap Tag: Guest Post Tag: Handicraft Tag: Part of a series

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