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¿¿¿¿¿ "Wow! Just Wow! This is the most romantic book I think I've ever read!" The moment I stepped onto the plane and Jack handed me a flute of champagne, I knew I was in trouble. Our hands brushed, and I lost myself in his crystalline gaze. Gah! Just stop! That sounds like some kind of sappy romance. I'm a freakin' baseball player, a strong guy, a real dude. Sure, I play for the Memphis Mangos, basically the Harlem Globetrotters of America's pastime, but I'm a serious player, doggonit. I would never turn to mush or have wobbly legs over a guy, certainly not in front of a planeload of men…mehr

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¿¿¿¿¿ "Wow! Just Wow! This is the most romantic book I think I've ever read!" The moment I stepped onto the plane and Jack handed me a flute of champagne, I knew I was in trouble. Our hands brushed, and I lost myself in his crystalline gaze. Gah! Just stop! That sounds like some kind of sappy romance. I'm a freakin' baseball player, a strong guy, a real dude. Sure, I play for the Memphis Mangos, basically the Harlem Globetrotters of America's pastime, but I'm a serious player, doggonit. I would never turn to mush or have wobbly legs over a guy, certainly not in front of a planeload of men who'd love nothing more than to give me sh.. for the next twelve days of our vacation. And I would never give him my phone number and email address, then let him fly me to his hometown for a five-day first date. That would be insane, right? Man, it was awesome. He was so amazing and hot and . . . And yes, every time Jack looks at me, my world tilts. When that stupid curl falls across his forehead and refuses to stay back, no matter how many times I shove it into place for him, I swoon just a little bit more. But I don't need a man. I'm single and happy. I'm totally self-sufficient. Romance is for wimps. And then he kissed me and . . . Man, I was screwed. National Singles Day is a hilariously romantic, low angst, utterly irreverent m/m romance in which men separated by distance find love and comfort in each other's arms-and in the claws of a cat. A found family of lifelong friends rounds out this cast of smokin' hot, cheeky, sometimes snarky characters who will make you laugh until you piddle. Yeah, you. I see you. You're a piddle in the making. Note: While 96.7% of this novel is humorous and light, there is one scene in which a character grapples with unresolved feelings from a relative's suicide that occurred sometime in the past. Aside from that, the book is basically a warm blanket and hot chocolate on a wintery day - oh, and there's spice. Lots of spice. Don't burn your tongue.
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Casey Morales is an LGBT storyteller and the author of multiple bestselling MM romance novels. Born in the Southern United States, Casey is an avid tennis player, aspiring chef, dog lover, and ravenous consumer of gummy bears.