Return of the Chauffeur’s Son by Tara Lain
We have Tara Lain stopping by today with her new release Return of the Chauffeur’s Son from Dreamspinner Press
Tara in Movieland
Hi. I’m so happy to be here to celebrate my new romance novel, Return of the Chauffeur’s Son. This book is an homage to a famous old movie called Sabrina. I love movies almost as much as I love books and if you read my stories, you probably know that. I sometimes use movies in my novels – like in Tackling the Tight End, one of my heroes is studying film in college and the two guys spend a lot of time watching movies. Movies also come up in Lord of a Thousand Steps and in Prince of the Playhouse one of my lovers is a movie star. That’s also true in my upcoming release Fool of Main Beach that comes out in August.
I enjoy using movies to give my characters something to do together besides eat meals and have sex! It also gives them a point of idle conversation that the reader can share since they’ve likely seen the films too. I also use movies as a way of giving insight into a character. That’s what I do in Return of the Chauffeur’s Son. This story is a love triangle. Luca has been in love with James since he was eleven. James is straight – although he might consider making an exception for Luca. Quietly in the background stands Dylan, James’s older brother, who Luca has always regarded with the awe of childhood. In this scene, I used movies to humanize Dylan for Luca –
“Good evening, Luca.”
That soft, deep voice slithered up his spine and filled his brain with even more fog. He turned and watched Dylan amble toward him across the grass, dressed in black jeans and a black long-sleeved T-shirt. He moves like a cat. “I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you in anything but a suit before.”
“It does happen—occasionally.” Dylan half smiled.
“They should star you in a movie about a panther that turns into a human.”
Luca cocked his head. “You know that old movie?”
“Yes. Movies are a passion of mine.”
“Seriously. I thought you just worked all the time.”
“Surprise.” His light green eyes sparkled.
Luca leaned back against the fence. “What are some of your favorites?”
Dylan stepped to the fence and leaned against it too, about two feet from Luca. Do I really feel heat coming off his skin? Luca took a deep breath.
Dylan looked up at the stars. “I love No Country for Old Men.”
Luca barked a little laugh.
Dylan glanced at him. “Funny?”
“It’s just the stereotype of the powerful businessman taking out his enemies wholesale. Sorry.”
“Okay. Well, I love The Notebook.”
“Nope. I don’t think it’s a great movie, but I do love the chemistry between the young couple.”
“Yeah, the old couple’s story was even too sappy for me.”
“I love Michael Clayton.”
“No shit!” Luca chuckled. “One of the least appreciated movies ever. Love that film.”
“But I’ll see almost anything with Tilda Swinton in it.”
“Me too.” He shook his head. How could they have so much in common?
“I also love My Fair Lady.”
“Now you are joking.”
Dylan smiled and gazed at Luca. “No, I’m not joking. I’m gay. Remember?”
The word felt like a karate chop to the windpipe. “Uh, right. Sometimes I forget.”
I first saw Sabrina on TV when I was young and people told me I looked like Audrey Hepburn. It became a favorite like I’m sure it is for many readers. I had a great time writing a book with the same tropes but giving it a different twist. I hope you enjoy Return of the Chauffeur’s Son.
Luca McGrath may be returning to Napa Valley, California, as a promising chef with dreams of starting his own restaurant and winery, but his heart still lives with the bad-boy son of a billionaire, James Armstrong. Luca spent his childhood playing games with the golden boy of California society, so blinded by James he barely noticed the dark, quiet lure of his conservative older brother, Dylan Armstrong.
But now Luca’s home, and his own powers of attraction are enough to make James question his dedicated heterosexuality and his promised marriage to a wealthy and powerful businesswoman. The obvious attraction between Luca and James spurs Dylan into action—but he’s fighting a huge secret. While Luca dreamed of James, Dylan dreamed of Luca. When Luca gets caught in the struggle between the brothers and gets accused of culinary espionage he’s ready to chuck the fairy tale—unable to even imagine Dylan’s power to make his dreams come true.
James grabbed her, picked her up, and swung her in a circle before setting her down and starting a very accomplished foxtrot.
Luca watched them dance off, his gut twisting. He liked Nila so much. Why the hell did she have to love James?
A big warm hand clamped his shoulder. His breath sucked in. Slowly, Dylan turned him, and when they were face-to-face, Dylan wrapped Luca in his arms and began to dance.
If Sasquatch had just asked him to waltz, he wouldn’t have been more amazed. “Uh, will your guests be okay with same-sex dancing?”
Dylan whispered close to his ear, rumbly and low, “Ask me if I care.”
Luca smiled. “Dylan, do you care?”
“Not one tiny fuck.”
Every hair on Luca’s body stood on end. The hairs made a matched set with his cock, which leaped to attention and saluted. Whoa. Keep your distance or he’ll know. The old song said something about needing someone all the way, and his penis nodded in agreement. I could run! Get in my new car and drive. Uh, that would be the new car Dylan practically bought for me. He swallowed. “Thank you for helping with my car. I could never have bought it without your, uh, family discount.” He laughed tightly.
“You and Francis have always been a part of the family.” The deep vibration of Dylan’s voice tickled through Luca’s chest and dove lower. “I remember when you and James used to play like brothers.”
Not a subtle reminder of fraternity. “Yeah, how many times did we turn the great room into a gigantic fort?”
“I seem to recall being turned into the enemy and attacked once or twice.”
“We did love to follow you around.”
His voice got closer and breath warmed Luca’s ear. “I should have realized you were a little too interested in the fact that all my dates were guys.”
Two could play this game. He slipped his lips closer to Dylan’s ear. “You were my role model. I used to peek out the window and watch you kiss boys under the big tree by the pool.”
Dylan laughed deep and throaty. “I finally figured out you were watching.”
“Once I saw a guy go down on you. Your head was back against the tree trunk, and I could hear you moaning.” He whispered softly, “It was the first time I ever came that wasn’t a nocturnal emission.”
The sound from Dylan’s throat sounded half snort and half moan. “I didn’t know about that time, or I might have come inside and paddled your butt.”
“I might have liked it.” He laughed. “Right after that I realized I never felt that way when I saw girls.”
Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 32. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about persity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
You can find Tara at Lain