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Riptide’s 4th Anniversary Celebration! Anne Tenino and her Theta Alpha Gamma Series *Giveaway*


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We are excited to bring you new guest posts from our authors and behind the scenes insights from Riptide. The full tour schedule can be found here! Don’t miss the limited time discounts and Free Books for a Year giveaway at the end of this post!

Please welcome Anne Tenino to the tour!

When I think of my past works, I get a mental image of paperbacks following along as I sally forth (to wherever). A little like students obediently lined up behind the nun who’s leading them to lunch. Except that makes me the nun, which isn’t an option, plus it implies my books are all well-behaved and maintain their place in line. Yeah . . . no.

Also, it suggests I taught each of my books, when the reverse is true—instead I learned something from each of them.

Regardless, I’ll continue with my flawed “students and teacher” analogy. Normally when I release a book, it demands my special attention while it settles in with the other stories. It has to make friends and sometimes it acts out, but eventually it finds its place in line and the status quo is reestablished. I continue my authorial wanderings, and the stories follow along behind me like ducklings (oh that would have been a better analogy wouldn’t it? Eh, too late now).

Some books keep demanding attention though, long after they’ve found their place in the line. The pupil that most often demands my attention is Frat Boy and Toppy. In 2013, it was all excited when it took second place in the Erotic Romance category of the National Excellence in Romance Fiction awards. When a grad student wanted to dissect it in his master’s thesis, the book was pretty full of itself for a while. When Riptide gave it a new cover and had it printed and given out in RT Bookconvention bags, it lorded it over the other guys in line. Recently, there’ve been incidents that require me to take special notice of the book all over again.

First, Riptide has hired Jason Frazier to be the voice of the FB&T audiobook. (Jason rocks, based on my limited contact with him. According to his plethora of fans, he gives great audio.) Having a novel translated to audio is kind of a mile marker for authors. Well, by “authors” I mean “me.”

There’s a whole other reason Brad and Sebastian keep tapping on my shoulder demanding attention, though—I’m teaching a “Not Your Mama’s Romance” class on October 17th at the Sellwood branch of Portland’s library, and as I’m planning it out, I keep needing to come up with examples. More often than not, those examples come from Frat Boy and Toppy.

Self-promotion alert: What’s that? You live within spitting distance of Portland and you want to come to my class? You totally should! It’s free, and relatively short. Be warned, though, it’s for total newbies to the genre, and it’s not aimed at only gay romance writers.

Okay, back to the subject at hand, which would be the way Frat Boy and Toppy has been pestering me. Those of you who’ve read it (and happen to be reading this) will probably be aware I wrote a whole series of books based on that frat, Theta Alpha Gamma. Last spring, the fifth and final book in the series, Poster Boy, was released. I claimed to be done.

But lately . . . Well, there’s not anything more I have to say about Brad and Sebastian’s relationship (I pretty well sewed it up in the fourth Theta Alpha Gamma release, Good Boy), but Brad seems to think I have more stories to write in that world, or a related one. He’s so demanding.

Still, in my personal bookshelf, Frat Boy and Toppy has a special place in my heart. I wouldn’t call it a teacher’s pet (it wouldn’t be fair to the other stories), but I will go so far as to say that when FB&T raises its hand and yells “Me, me, me!” I will listen to what it wants to say to me. *

*Please note, this is in no way a promise of future works in the Theta Alpha Gamma universe. It’s just a maybe. 😉


About Theta Alpha Gamma


It’s been said that frat boys are “living the last of the staunchly heterosexual lifestyles,” but it appears the Theta Alpha Gamma members didn’t get the memo—brothers keep coming out of the closet. What’s a frat to do?

First, be accepting; understanding, even—or at least fake it ’til you make it. Second, declare your frat house a Greek Love Zone. Third, institute Sensitivity Training. Led enthusiastically by the new president, Kyle—founding member of the Theta Alpha Gay Straight Alliance—TAG is coming out to the world as the safest fraternity for gay boys to let it all hang out.

The hallowed, traditional frat kegger will never be the same again.

Love, Hypothetically by Anne TeninoGood Boy (Theta Alpha Gamma, #4), by Anne TeninoPoster Boy (A Theta Alpha Gamma Novel), by Anne TeninoFrat Boy and Toppy by Anne TeninoSweet Young Thang (Theta Alpha Gamma, #3), by Anne Tenino

With the exception of Good Boy, which should be read after Frat Boy and Toppy, Theta Alpha Gamma stories do not need to be read in order, though many readers prefer to do so. The release order is:

  1. Frat Boy and Toppy
  2. Love, Hypothetically
  3. Sweet Young Thang
  4. Good Boy
  5. Poster Boy


About Anne Tenino

Catalyzed by her discovery of LGBTQ romance, Anne Tenino left the lucrative fields of art history, non-profit fundraising, and domestic engineering to follow her dream of become a starving romance author. For good or ill, her snarky, silly, quasi-British sense of humor came along for the ride.

Anne applies her particular blend of romance, comedy and gay protagonists to contemporary, scifi and paranormal tales. Her works have won awards, she’s been featured in RT Book Reviews, and has achieved bestseller status on Amazon’s gay romance list.

Born and raised in Oregon, Anne lives in Portland with her husband and two kids, who have all taken a sacred oath to never read her books. She can usually be found at her computer, procrastinating.

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My Reviews for the Theta Alpha Gamma Series!

Tour: Wedding Favors (Bluewater Bay #7) by Anne Tenino *Giveaway*


Wedding Favors (Bluewater Bay #7)
by Anne Tenino

An M/M Romance
From Riptide Publishing
Released April 13th 2015



Lucas Wilder’s best friend is a traitor. First, Audrey moved back to their hick-infested hometown, Bluewater Bay, and now she’s marrying a local. His own brother, in fact. And as her Man of Honor, Lucas gets coerced into returning for an extended stay. Although, between his unfaithful ex-boyfriend and his artist’s block, going home isn’t the worst thing that could happen. Even if the Best Man is Gabriel Savage, Lucas’s first crush, first hookup, and first heartbreak.

The only reason Gabe hasn’t been waiting for Lucas to return to Bluewater Bay is because he never thought it’d happen. Not that it matters now that Lucas is back—Gabe’s still a logger who’s never been anywhere (Canada doesn’t count), and Lucas is now a famous sculptor who’s been everywhere twice. Plus, there’s that shared past.

When Audrey asks Lucas to make her wedding favors, the only place to set up a kiln is at Gabe’s tree farm. Soon, they pick up where they left off twelve years before, then blow past it, discovering why neither of them forgot the other. Now they have to choose how much of their history they’ll repeat, and what future they’ll make together.




About the Author

Catalyzed by her discovery of LGBTQ romance, Anne Tenino left the lucrative fields of art history, non-profit fundraising, and domestic engineering to follow her dream of become a starving romance author. For good or ill, her snarky, silly, quasi-British sense of humor came along for the ride.
Anne applies her particular blend of romance, comedy and gay protagonists to contemporary, scifi and paranormal tales. Her works have won awards, she’s been featured in RT Book Reviews, and has achieved bestseller status on Amazon’s gay romance list.

Born and raised in Oregon, Anne lives in Portland with her husband and two kids, who have all taken a sacred oath to never read her books. She can usually be found at her computer, procrastinating.

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Tour: Billionaire with Benefits (Romancelandia #2) by Anne Tenino *Review and Excerpt*


Billionaire with Benefits (Romancelandia #2)
by Anne Tenino

An M/M Contemporary Romance
From Riptide Publishing
Released October 18th 2014


It’s just a friend thing.

Before confessing his gayness to his best friend, Tierney Terrebonne’s sex life is -strictly restroom. After confessing his gayness to his best friend… it doesn’t improve much. Why bother trying when the man he’s loved for fourteen years (see: “best friend”) is totally unattainable? Good thing Tierney is an old hand at accepting defeat; all it takes is a bottle of bourbon. Or fifty. Repeat as needed.

Dalton Lehnart has a history of dating wealthy, damaged, closeted, lying, cheating, no-good, cowardly men, so of course he’s immediately attracted to Tierney Terrebonne. Fortunately, Tierney is so dissolute that even Dalton’s feelings for the man would be better described as pity. Which becomes sympathy as they get to know each other. Followed by compassion, concern, caring, and hopefulness as Tierney struggles to change his life. When the man comes out very publicly and enters rehab, Dalton finds himself downright attached to Tierney. And as everyone knows, after attachment comes…

Uh oh.

But post-rehab Tierney can’t handle more than friendship, so Dalton should be safe from repeating his own past mistakes, right? Right?



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From Anne Tenino

Hello, and welcome to the Billionaire with Benefits Blog Tour! *fanfare, etc*

You might have noticed this book took me a while to write… or maybe you didn’t notice, but take my word for it, it did. That might be why it ended up longer than it needed it to be. Ultimately we trimmed over 15,000 words from the original Billionaire manuscript, so posts from me (as opposed to spotlights and reviews) are all going to be cut scenes from the book. Sort of like the extras on a DVD, but, you know, not.

A list of stops on the tour can be found here. Why would you want to follow the tour? Well, because I’m giving away a fabulous, one-of-a-kind Voodoo Ken Kit, which the winner can use to seek revenge on any or all of their exes. How do you win? Check the bottom of each tour post for details.



4 stars

This was certainly not what I expected but completely worth the time to read.

Tierney was not an easy character to like. He was rude, selfish and a complete mess. It was his screwed up ways that ultimately endeared him to me. There were times I wanted to throttle him and many more times where I just wanted to comfort him and take him away from it all. His journey of self-acceptance was slow in coming but a treat to experience nonetheless. His train of thought was all over the place, his emotions were a mess to get behind, but his heart was good and his yearning for something real the one thing that gave me hope.

Dalton, however, was funny, charming and easy-going. He had his moments were he struggled with his past which made him hesitate. He proceeded with caution when he found himself attracted to Tierney, but kept himself open to the possibility of this turning out differently. He questioned and analyzed but soon found h couldn’t stay away. I admired his loyalty and the support he offered Tierney throughout the story, even when it hurt him to do so. He was exactly what Tierney needed from a partner and who ultimately made Tierney a better man.

Anne Tennino’s stories are always a mix of romance, humor and emotions which I’ve come to expect from her stories. I wouldn’t say this was packed-full of humor, but it did have its funny moments that added a nice contrast to the range in emotions she brought to the page. I appreciated the fact that she didn’t hold back in bringing the emotions to the page even if it portrayed the characters in an unfavorable way. Which is why I don’t think the story would have worked as well for me if it would have been brought about in a different manner.

The connection between Dalton and Tierney was easily palpable, but the author went the extra mile in establishing it and making it grow. They did have great chemistry so that helped immensely, but I’m a sucker for those moments when the characters just click and their connection shines through.

I did find the story a bit long, but after reading it through I came to understand that it was necessary to explore all angles of Tierney and Dalton’s life for the story to be accurate and believable to me. Tierney was a complex individual with rampant emotions. His past was riddled with events that made him who he was, so telling his story thoroughly certainly helped me understand his journey better.

Keep in mind that although this is the second book in the Romancelandia series it certainly can be read a stand alone. It centers solely on Dalton and Tierney’s story and as such it goes hand in had with what Anne Tennino states is Romancelandia–a place where “each hero’s tale is fraught with emotion, some peril, and a healthy dose of laughs.”

All in all, a romantic emotion-driven story with some humor thrown into the mix to round it all up.

*I received a copy of this title in exchange of my honest opinion.



If you sit here any longer, I will kick your ass, Tierney threatened himself. But it didn’t do any good. Five minutes later, he was still on the curb in front of Ian’s house, staring between his knees at the asphalt. The only difference now was that his butt was cold and it was a little closer to sunset. Fucking October.

He really should get the hell away from this place. The emotions he kept locked down inside him were staging a riot, and he needed to get out of the public eye before one of the inmates got control and caused problems.

Well, more problems. Life would be easier if he didn’t have to live through it in his own skin.

He hadn’t even managed to tell Ian about his grandfather’s death. But seriously, he’d had to convince Ian to not out him first. After what went down with Sam and the bashing the other night, he’d thought the dude would be more understanding. Ian’s assurance that Sam was the only one who knew didn’t fill Tierney with confidence. He knew how shit happened—Sam would share it with just one person, who’d just share with one person, and so on. Before long, everyone would know. Ian had apologized, but then he’d come up with some crap about Sam having already figured it out.

No one could just guess Tierney was gay. Ian had to have told him.

They’d argued about it until Tierney couldn’t listen to Sam’s name one more time and he lost it. He might have said some stuff that was a little over the top after that. When his anger took control, it tended to make him talk trash, usually trash he couldn’t remember very well later.

“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, running his hands across his face and gripping his hair.

“Are you all right?”

He didn’t need to lift his head; he knew it was the guy from Ian’s office. Dalton. “Uh, nooo.”

The dude’s footsteps came closer. “Can I do anything to help?”

Suck me off? “I doubt it.”

Dalton didn’t go away. He stood there a few more seconds before saying, “If you need to talk, we could go get coffee or something.”

Tierney jerked his head up. “Are you always this annoying?” Persistent fucker.

Dalton didn’t react the way Tierney’d expected—hoped, possibly. Oh, the guy got pissed, nostrils flaring and looking down his nose at Tierney, but he didn’t try to flay him with words like Tierney would have. He simply said, “Probably.”

“The last thing I need is some amateur head shrink, dude. What, you got an A in Psych 101 so now you’ve got mad skills?” See? The flaying with words.

Dalton arched his brows and crossed his arms over his chest, but he still didn’t leave. It gave Tierney a chance to really study him. The dude was no Ian, but he had definite appeal. A slim but not skinny body that Tierney bet was nicely toned under that hoodie. He could see the swell of biceps just stretching Dalton’s sweatshirt. I’d let him blow me.

He was on his feet before he realized where his mind had gone. Maybe something would work out tonight. Dude probably already knew Tierney was gay—he’d bet Dalton was Sam’s one person. May as well get the most out of this queer clusterfuck.

“I’m sorry for being a dick. Let me buy you a drink to make up for it?” As he said it, panic reared up. We don’t do this. Try to pick up guys. It was strictly outside the boundaries he’d set when he’d started playing the role expected of him.

Shut up. Grandfather’s dead, and we’ve just never done it before. Until now, he’d been strictly restroom.

Dalton narrowed his eyes, until Tierney almost couldn’t see their blue color in the shadows. “I don’t drink much.”

“It’s okay, I can drink enough for both of us.” Smooth. You the man.

“Well, that makes your invitation very appealing.” Dalton shoved his bangs off his forehead, but they fell back within a second, flopping over his brow. How could such a blond guy have such dark lashes? Even in the dusk, his hair was so bright it almost glowed. His cheeks had little spots of color—Tierney had really annoyed him, hadn’t he?

Sweet. He could work with that because he was the man. Time to kick the remorse into a higher gear. “I overreacted.”

Dalton huffed. “Are you talking about out here with me, or in there with Ian? And Sam?”

Tierney’s stomach seized up but otherwise he ignored the reference to his friend and his friend’s lover. “If you’d rather get coffee, I can do that instead.”

Finally Dalton met his eyes again, tightening his lips but giving him a brow lift. “I’m offering you a chance to talk if you want—or not, if you don’t—not an opportunity to fuck me.”

Sam had told him. He had to unclench his fist in order to keep his voice relaxed. “Who said anything about hooking up?”

Dalton’s lip curled. “You’re far more obvious than you think.”

“You’re pretty fucking obvious yourself. You flame almost as brightly as Sam. What’s it like to be a stereotype?”

Before he could blink, Dalton was right up in Tierney’s face, and yes, he was a couple inches shorter, but Tierney still found himself intimidated. And invigorated, because anger was seductive, and Dalton was much more than Tierney had originally thought, and he had those eyes and his hair was sexy with the long-in-front-and-short-in-back thing. What would his bangs feel like brushing across Tierney’s naked skin?

Get a grip. He stepped toward the guy, until they nearly touched, like he’d fallen into Dalton’s gravitational field. I’d love to orbit you, baby.

Dalton didn’t back down, jaw set, eyes flashing in the twilight, and voice too controlled. “Mister Terrebonne. I get that you’re a closet case—”

“I knew Sam couldn’t keep that to himself!”

Dalton ignored him, even though Tierney had nearly yelled down his throat. “I even get that you’re scared, but I will not be a handy punching bag for your existential distress, and I won’t apologize for being who I am. I’ve been there and done that, which is more than you can say.”

Tierney swallowed, trying to unstick some kind of response, but his throat clogged up on him, strangling his words.

Dalton leaned forward, and now their chests were touching, his hoodie sliding and catching against Tierney’s coat, and his lips so close Tierney could feel them move just below his ear. “And in the future?” he whispered. “Anytime you start thinking you’re better than me because you pretend to be straight? You just remember you wanted to tap this.”

Tierney couldn’t breathe. Fuck, what if it was an allergic reaction to too much reality? Dalton stepped off, releasing Tierney from his field. Enough so he could sip some air.

But of course the dude wasn’t done slicing and dicing him. “I’d recommend not taking it out on other people either, if you want to have any friends left.” He started to go, then stopped, pointing his finger at Tierney. “And if you try to do anything to ruin Sam and Ian’s relationship, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Panic had filled his gut and petrified his diaphragm, and the rest of Tierney’s emotions began their eddying dance. They were starting to really whirl by the time Dalton shoved past him, leaving.

Don’t let him go. In his addled state, the guy suddenly looked more like a life preserver than the cause of Tierney’s internal rough seas. He whirled around. “I could drink coffee,” he croaked, then cringed. He may as well have sliced open his torso and invited Dalton to have a peek inside the asylum. Jesus fucking Christ, he was pathetic.

But the dude had stopped. “Are you saying you do want someone to talk to?” Dalton stood there, still within inches. Waiting for Tierney to answer.

What’s my answer? He stared at Dalton’s ear, right in front of his face, and the dude’s hair where it had been clipped short over the curve of it.

It seemed like a trustworthy ear. “I do.” Tierney cleared the frog out of his throat. “Want someone to talk to.”

Fuck. Dizzy spell.

“Enough to not be a dick?”

He swallowed. “Um, could you define that for me?”

Dalton sighed, turning to him. “Can you try not to pick me up?”

“I can try that.”

“Just platonic.” Dalton pointed at him, index finger an inch from Tierney’s nose. “And don’t make me regret this.” He dropped his hand, giving Tierney a warning look. “I’m taking my own car.”

“Of course.” Tierney nodded. “I’ll follow you. Lead me where you want me to go.”


About the Author

Raised on a steady diet of Monty Python, classical music and the visual arts, Anne Tenino was—famously—the first patient diagnosed with Compulsive Romantic Disorder. Since that day, Anne has taken on conquering the M/M world through therapeutic writing. Finding out who those guys having sex in her head are and what to do with them has been extremely liberating.

Anne’s husband finds it liberating as well, although in a somewhat different way. Her two daughters are mildly confused by Anne’s need to twist Ken dolls into odd positions. However, other than occasionally stealing Ken1’s strap-on, they let Mom do her thing without interference.

Wondering what Anne does in her spare time? Mostly she lies on the couch, eats bonbons and shirks housework.

Check out what Anne’s up to now by visiting her social sites.

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Poster Boy (Theta Alpha Gamma #5) by Anne Tenino *Review and Outtake*

As you may or may not know, Poster Boy is the fifth in the Theta Alpha Gamma series, and (at least as far as I’m able to be sure about such things) the last TAG book. No, no, don’t be sad, be happy—we’re gonna go out in style!



Poster Boy (Theta Alpha Gamma #5)
by Anne Tenino
Released on April 21st 2014


It’s all fun and games until someone puts his heart out.

When Jock meets sexy grad student Toby at a frat party, things finally start looking up. After having been outed to his hockey team and then changing schools, he figures he’s due something good—like the sex he missed out on in the closet. Toby seems like a great place to start, and their night together is an awesome introduction to the fine art of hooking up.

Toby’s heart takes a bruising after the near-perfect experience with Jock leads to . . . nothing. He’s been left on the outside as his friends pair up into blissful coupledom, and he’s in danger of never completing (or starting) his thesis. Can’t something go right?

Then Toby’s coerced into chaperoning a Theta Alpha Gamma trip to France. Not that he’s complaining. What better place to finish his thesis and get over that frat boy? Except Jock’s outing is leaked to the press, making him an unwilling gay rights martyr, and he decides France is a great escape, too. It’s a break from reality for both guys, but they soon find their connection is as real as it gets.



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4 stars

Rumor is that this is the last book in the Theta Alpha Gamma series and if so, I’m sad to have it end. But what a way to go–I loved it!

There were many things I was curious about when I finished Good Boy, the previous book in the series. I wanted to know more about Jock and was looking forward to who was going to be paired up next. However, I didn’t think Jock’s story would be the next one nor that he would be paired with Toby, so you could say that I was surprised when I found out it was.

Once again, Anne Tenino didn’t disappoint. She brought about her trademark humor laced with sweet and tender moments and a cast of characters straight out of a loony bin. I admit that the frat boys and their antics came to be too much at times, but in the big scheme of things it fit.

I loved Toby. I appreciated the fact that I got to see another side of him. Truthfully, my first impression of him was not the best. I thought he lacked depth, but Anne Tenino made sure to prove me wrong with every turn of the page (or tap of the tablet!). His personality, his actions and his sweet side coupled with the emotions that Jock’s struggles brought about more than made up for some of the confusion I felt over the events that took place in Provence.

Now Jock was a whole other matter altogether. For the first-half of the story, I could not stand him. I understood his need to explore his sexuality and his fears over being ‘out’ in the open, but some of his thoughts were too much for me to accept. Thankfully,  Anne Tenino brought about some of his best traits to the surface. If not for that, I don’t think my enjoyment and acceptance of this pairing would have been was it was.

As for a connection, I have to say that it was slow in coming. At least for me it was. Sure, they had great chemistry but it it wasn’t enough for me to put my reservations aside. It wasn’t until well past the half-way mark, once they were in Provence, that I got to see the potential for their connection to grow. And grow it did! It was a treat to see Jock and Toby growing as individuals. I enjoyed watching how Jock came to accept not only his sexuality as a whole, but the emotions, needs and desires Toby brought out in him. Likewise, I loved how Toby stood for what he wanted–personally and romantically.

As a follower of the series, I have to say that this particular story should not be read as a stand alone. Although it focuses mainly on Jock and Toby’s story, some of the content deals with events that happened before. So I encourage you to at least read the previous installment, that way you get to experience first-hand what the frat boys are going through, plus you’ll get to meet the different characters which will help you understand why they are a special bunch.

All in all, a funny, sweet yet at times exasperating read.

*I received a copy of this title in exchange of my honest opinion.



If you’ve been following along on the tour, you’ll notice the first two cut scenes are from the party where Toby and Jock first meet. This outtake is from the next morning, when Toby wakes up, hungover, on Brad and Sebastian’s couch, instead of working on his thesis. We cut it because it really wasn’t necessary to the plot. I just like writing hangover scenes . . .

Toby was awakened by someone tap-dancing on his skull. “Oh God, make it stop,” he moaned.

It stopped. “Well, good morning,” Sebastian said, his mocking grin evident in his tone.

“Fuck off,” Toby muttered. He summoned up the energy to crack open one eye, hissing when the light stabbed him, but blinking until he could focus on Sebastian in the armchair next to the couch, laptop resting on his thighs, steaming mug on the table next to him.

“I slept well, thank you,” Sebastian continued. “And you?”

God, was that drool under his cheek? Blech. Toby shifted, rolling carefully off his stomach and onto his side. Why did the sun pick today to shine so brightly? It was freaking January. “I’m not sure you can call what I did ‘sleeping.’” His skin crawled with that fine film of filth that came from sweating like an inebriated pig while passed out. He could feel it seeping into his pores and beginning to circulate through his veins. “I need a shower. And possibly a blood transfusion.”

Sebastian lifted one brow. “I can help you with the shower, but you’ll have to find your own blood. There’s coffee though.” He took his mug and raised it as if toasting Toby, then sipped.

Coffee was probably a horrible idea. “I need more sleep. I mean real sleep.”

“Go lay down on the extra bed. I promise to forbid Brad from starting the washing machine until you’ve slept off your bender.”

Before he could puzzle out the link between sleeplessness and laundry, the tapping that had awakened Toby started up again. He craned his head to see Sebastian typing on his computer.

“Don’t you have an office to do that in?” The guy would be far less aggravating a couple of rooms away. Or in another house. I could go back to my place.

“I thought you’d want to move into the spare room, and I didn’t want to disturb you, so I came out here instead.” Sebastian glanced at him and went back to whatever he was doing on his computer.

That little closet off the laundry room. He’d forgotten they had a bed in there. “That would be more believable if I was actually in the spare room.”

“Maybe you should go lie down in there,” Brad said, walking in with a mug in each hand. “I brought you coffee. You take it black, right?”

Toby struggled up, giving himself a second once he’d reached a semi-vertical state. A little dizzy, and yes a headache, but the coffee smelled good. “Thank you. Why is it you two are trying so hard to get me into the spare room?”

The both looked at him blankly, then Sebastian shrugged and Brad handed Toby one of the cups of coffee. “Guess we thought you’d appreciate it.”

He cradled the cup between his hands and eyed Sebastian. “Why is your office in the laundry room if you have a second bedroom?”

Sebastian took a sip of his coffee then smiled over the rim of the mug at his boyfriend. “Brad wanted us to have a place for guests to sleep.”

Toby got caught up in watching what was going on between Brad and Sebastian, which consisted of them gazing sentimentally at each other. Soft eyes and soft expressions and whatever else went along with being in love.

He tore his eyes away from them and focused on his coffee, nearly burying his face in the mug, sipping repeatedly even though it was too hot. He never should have passed out here. These two would rather be alone. They probably wanted him to go to the spare room so they could have sex all over the couch. Or cuddle.

Yeah, he really should go back to his place, the apartment he shared with Larry the Breeder, who he was utterly sick of. Larry always wanted to socialize, but he was as annoying as shit. Toby spent most of his time there barricaded in his room, avoiding his roommate.

So, go home and seal himself in his room, or stay here and seal himself in Sebastian’s spare room? They were probably about to start urging him to go lay down in there again.

“I need to check my email, babe,” Brad said, against all of Toby’s expectations.

“I thought you already did.”

“Yeah, but there’s that shit going on at TAG. Told Kyle I’d check it later.”

“Oh my. A fratbro emergency. Quick, to the beermobile!”

Brad snorted, but Sebastian ignored him—he usually did when Toby got snarky about the frat. “Let me finish this and you can use the computer,” he said to his boyfriend.

Okay his outburst had been uncalled for. “What are you working on?” Toby asked Sebastian, jumping on the subject change.

Sebastian dipped his chin and looked at Toby over the top of his glasses. “What you should be working on.”

If only brooding about one’s work counted, he’d be nearly done. He drained the rest of his mug. “Maybe I will take a shower.” He felt the need for a good cleansing.

“Towels are in the bathroom,” Brad called from the kitchen.

Sebastian simply tilted his chin down in acquiescence, although Toby also suspected it was to hide his expression, and continued typing industriously on his computer.

Smug, overachieving bastard.



Theta Alpha Gamma

Frat Boy and Toppy by Anne TeninoLove, Hypothetically by Anne TeninoSweet Young Thang (Theta Alpha Gamma, #3), by Anne TeninoGood Boy (Theta Alpha Gamma, #4), by Anne Tenino

Frat Boy and Toppy (Theta Alpha Gamma, #1)
Love, Hypothetically (Theta Alpha Gamma, #2)
Sweet Young Thang (Theta Alpha Gamma, #3)
Good Boy (Theta Alpha Gamma, #4)



About the Author

Raised on a steady diet of Monty Python, classical music and the visual arts, Anne Tenino was—famously—the first patient diagnosed with Compulsive Romantic Disorder. Since that day, Anne has taken on conquering the M/M world through therapeutic writing. Finding out who those guys having sex in her head are and what to do with them has been extremely liberating.

Anne’s husband finds it liberating as well, although in a somewhat different way. Her two daughters are mildly confused by Anne’s need to twist Ken dolls into odd positions. However, other than occasionally stealing Ken1’s strap-on, they let Mom do her thing without interference.

Wondering what Anne does in her spare time? Mostly she lies on the couch, eats bonbons and shirks housework.

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Good Boy (Theta Alpha Gamma #4) by Anne Tenino

Rating: 3.75 stars

Publisher: Riptide Publishing (October 7, 2013)

Synopsis: Brad “Frat Boy” Feller and Sebastian “Toppy” DeWitt have been together for nine months, and their relationship is as hot as ever. The only cloud Brad sees on their horizon is Sebastian’s stress over his thesis. And their uncertain future together after graduation. And how Sebastian sometimes takes Brad for granted. And Sebastian’s unwillingness to introduce Brad to his father.

Other than that, everything’s awesome.

All of Sebastian’s energy is currently devoted to his thesis, and getting into a top-notch PhD program. Fortunately, his boyfriend takes care of all the domestic stuff and Sebastian’s needs. Any minor strain between them will disappear and they’ll return to the status quo after Sebastian graduates. As long as nothing upsets their delicate balance in the meantime.

Then a friend Brad once had a small fling with is forced to take refuge with them, and Frat Boy and Toppy’s delicate balance topples like an elephant on a waterski. Now Sebastian has to face some truths about how he’s been treating Brad, what he wants for their future, and what he has to do to get it.

Review: In this story we visit with Sebastian and Brad from Frat Boy and Toppy. Nine months after they started their relationship Brad feels neglected and uncertain about their future while Sebastian remains clueless of Brad’s feelings. Although Brad tries to get over his hurt feelings, Sebastian’s inexcusable behavior when Collin has dinner with them after the fire at the frat house prompts him to confront Sebastian about it.

When I first read Brad and Sebastian’s story I wasn’t Sebastian’s biggest fan, but I gave him a chance nonetheless, buy when he started behaving like a fool this story I wanted to smack him upside the head. His was so wrong, I couldn’t believe that I once gave him the benefit of the doubt. However, Brad’s situation and the emotions he expressed were so THERE that I had to continue reading just to see if Sebastian would get a clue and treat Brad as he deserved.

Through some honest-but-at-times-frustrating dialogue and some very lusty sex scenes Anne Tenino managed to capture my undivided attention and even had me cheering and grinning as Sebastian finally, finally got how precious Brad was. He went from unappreciative to grateful to have Brad as his partner and I couldn’t have asked for a better resolution to the conflict.

This time around, Anne Tenino delivered not only her trademark humor and sizzling-hot sex scenes, but she added a whole range of emotions into Sebastian and Brad’s interactions. From insecurity to doubt all though the lust and love these two characters displayed, Good Boy made for a wonderful read. It was a treat to see the growth these characters underwent as the story progressed and how Anne Tenino brought it all together in the end.

Good Boy is the fourth installment in the Theta Alpha Gamma series and a great addition to Brad and Sebastian’s story.

I received this title from the publisher through NetGalley in exchange of my honest opinion.

Sweet Young Thang (Theta Alpha Gamma #3) by Anne Tenino

Sweet Young Thang (Theta Alpha Gamma, #3)Rating: 4 stars

Published: Riptide Publishing (July 22, 2013)

Available at: Riptide, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARe

Synopsis: Thanks to Collin Montes, Theta Alpha Gamma now welcomes gay and bisexual students. Persuading his Uncle Monty, president of the TAG Alumni Association, that the open approach won’t adversely affect TAG’s reputation is Collin’s own first step toward coming out. As long as there are no repercussions, he’ll escape the closet by graduation.

Enter repercussions, stage left: someone rigs the TAG House water heater to launch through the ceiling, then plants a bomb—thankfully unsuccessful—in the fraternity’s basement. Now Collin has his hands full not only trying to convince his uncle that this might not be the work of homophobes, but also dealing with a fratful of brothers worried about their kegger fridge.

Paramedic Eric Dixon can’t stop thinking about the kid he met during a call at his former college fraternity house. The age gap between them is trumped by sexy eyes, so when Eric sees Collin again at the bomb scene, he pursues him. Soon, Eric is dreaming of being a househusband, fighting to keep Collin safe from whoever’s trying to destroy the fraternity, and helping his sweet young thang realize that repercussions sometimes have silver linings.

Review: Collin is a college student acting as a liaison to The Alpha Gamma’s Alumni Association, which is headed by his uncle, Monty. Having lost his father as a young boy, Collin’s life has been steered by Monty’s influence. Having found a group of accepting friends, Collin opens up and comes out to them. He hasn’t come out to his family or other frat brother because he fears the repercussions, especially in regards to Monty.

I loved this concept. A college boy struggles with coming out with his family and falls head over heels for an older man who happens to be an alumni of his fraternity. There were so many things to be expected from the concept alone. Pair that with what I have come to expect from Anne Tenino and I was definitely eager to get started.

Anne Tenino did not disappoint. She managed to bring all the concepts I have to expect from her to make this a sweet, romantic story that felt real. There were the funny moments, the one-liners and the hot sex. There were also the emotional moments that made the connection between Eric and Collin something viable.

I loved that Eric was older than Collin. His maturity brought a lot to the realness of their relationship. He was instantly attracted to Collin and once they got together it was easy to see how well they complemented each other. He was so happy at finding the right person in Collin. He never faltered in being supportive or understanding, even when Collin over reacted or questioned his intentions.

Collin. Now there’s a character. Sweet, with a self-deprecating sense of humor and a heart of gold, he won me over immediately. I remembered him from Frat Boy and Toppy and I was glad to see that he had grown and that he allowed himself to be somewhat open about his sexuality. I admired his pursuit in establishing the clause that welcomed gay and bisexual students to TAG and felt for him whenever he struggled with his feelings about coming out.

I enjoyed the mystery behind the explosion and although I could have done without some of the time spent on that it didn’t affect my enjoyment of the story in the least. Of course, I would have been content with having the book centered around Eric and Collin’s doubts about their relationship and Collin’s struggles with coming out completely. That would have been an even better story.

Although Sweet Young Thang is the third book in the Theta Alpha Gamma series and characters from the previous books make an appearance, it can be read as a stand alone too. It was great to visit with the members of the fraternity. They were hilarious and when the time came for Collin to come out, they were more than accepting. Sebastian was his usual self – arrogant and clueless most of the time. Brad was as always understanding and supportive. There was a new addition to the frat that I’m eager to get to know more about too. Here’s hoping Anne brings his story to the page.

I received this title from the publisher through NetGalley in exchange of my honest opinion.