Thanks so much for letting me hang out, RJ! *takes sip from delicious coffee*
Hiya! I’m Lee Blair (she/her), and I write low angst, contemporary, queer romance full of sweet, heat, laughs, and found family. They’ve got Hallmark vibes with steam. I also host a podcast called the Low Angst Library.
I write books set in a fictional Oregon small town called Dahlia Springs. As a reader, I absolutely love when authors create massive worlds where characters pop into each other’s books, and we get to really settle into a place. Since I love reading that so much, I decided to do that with my own books.
The series I’m currently publishing is called Tap That Brewery. It follows a group of best friends who run a brewery in Dahlia Springs as each of them find love. I also have several standalones (including Christmas ones!) that include appearances by the Tap That guys, and characters from other standalones pop into the brewery series.
I recently released Relief Pitcher, which is Tap That Brewery book 3. It’s got a demiromantic awakening, a jock who loves lacy underthings, a widower finding love again, plus size representation, and forced proximity. Each book in the series is a standalone, but it’s more fun to read them in order (the jokes hit better that way).
Here’s a bit about the book:
I thought I was helping him get his groove back. Turns out, he’s helping me fall in love.
I have one rule when it comes to matters of my hormones: one and done. Consensually, of course. Fun with no complicated romantic feelings. Not that I’m built to experience those, anyway.
After my car breaks down on a remote road, I follow a lumbersnack back to his creepy cabin for the cell service. When a tree falls and blocks my car, I make the most of it. What’s more casual than riding out a storm in bed?
Except it stops being casual when I get hit with Big Feelings™ that equally terrify and thrill me. I’m a sure bet as a good time but high risk when it comes to caring for someone’s heart.
I’ve been kind of a hermit since my husband died. Lately, though, I’ve been toying with the idea of putting myself out there again.
So when a hot guy with a fondness for d1ck jokes and a heart of gold offers to “clean out my pipes,” I grab it—and him—with both hands.
I know Ty doesn’t sleep with the same guy twice. So, after our unexpected weekend together, I focus on being grateful and moving on. But when he ends up as the relief pitcher for my rec softball team, the time we start spending together makes me want him even more.
Except after living through one massive loss, I’m not sure I’m brave enough to risk my heart again.
For your chance at a direct-to-Kindle copy of Relief Pitcher, please comment with your favorite trope(s) and what you love about it.
Thanks again for letting me stop by, RJ!