Daisy Harris – David’s Selfie (Review & Excerpt)

David’s Selfie by Daisy Harris

Source: Personal Library
My Rating: 4.5 of 5 Stars

When David, a single father, vows to get laid just once before the year ends, he doesn’t figure on losing his cell phone—and with it one very revealing picture. Lucky for him, his phone is found by a disarmingly handsome man who might be perfect for the kind of casual Christmas fling David is after.

Go-go dancer Craig never would have guessed that the guy with the cute cock shot would turn out to be a doctor. Or that he’d find himself lying about his night job and worrying David will find out the truth. To complicate matters, each of their hook-ups requires days of planning. Yet before he knows it, Craig has a new boyfriend, and possibly a whole new family.

David’s ready to dive head-first into something new, but if Craig’s going to commit, he’ll need to come clean about his job, his past, and—most of all—the naughty picture that drew him to David in the first place.

Warning: Contains a male exotic dancer and extremely intimate photography. May contain traces of Zumba, bad roommates, and sad childhoods.

Call your doctor if after six hours you still can’t get the grin off your face.

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Such a sweet fun read!

How had his life come to this? Knowing all about removing crust from a kid’s nostrils and nothing about how to have a date with a willing partner? […] it occurred to him if he could handle parenthood, he should be able to manage anything.

Sometimes you need something sweet and light to lift your spirits, and this book certainly delivered!

This is the perfect book to put a Christmas-themed smile on your face. Even though it has a holiday slant, I think it would be enjoyable any time of the year, and it doesn’t overload on the Christmas sweetness…

David Letterer

Maybe this was casual for Craig, but David hoped Craig was feeling the shift between them. David wanted more. Hopefully, as Craig closed his eyes and settled into this bath, he wanted more too.

David is a widower with a three year old daughter. He’s spent the last few years mourning the loss of his wife and showering his little girl with affection. He has the support of his friends and his sister in-law but he’s still incredibly lonely.

The online dating scene is absolutely daunting – profiles and dick-pics and leather-daddies (oh my!) but David finally takes a chance on a blind date at a local club. When he discovers that the man he’s supposed to be meeting is totally NOT his type, he winds up nervously people-watching instead.

A few rum and cokes later and he can’t take his eyes off a striking young go-go dancer on the stage. Dressed in nothing but a Santa hat and a pair of little shorts, the dancer is the embodiment of all David’s sexual fantasies…

Craig Harding

He wasn’t the same street rat he’d been in his teens. He’d gotten his life together, with jobs and a place to live and even multiple degrees. He still couldn’t shake the notion that a guy like David was way out of his league.

Craig is studying for his Masters Degree in Exercise Science and has aspirations of opening his own Zumba studio one day… For now he’s crashing at a friends house, teaching Zumba classes at a local gym, and working a few nights a week as a go-go dancer at Pony.

With the spotlights trained on him, Craig doesn’t see any of the men who watch him night after night. While taking a break between dances, Craig finds a lost cell phone in the men’s bathroom. He’s scrolling scrolling through the info on the phone hoping to identify the owner when he discovers a particularly intriguing selfie.

And not of someone’s face if ya know what I mean…

One which inspires Craig to track down the owner and invite him to coffee. David doesn’t recognize Craig as the dancer from Pony, and that’s just fine with him. He has enough baggage without letting David know that he’s also a dancer…

Craig is a former foster-kid who has little love for the Christmas season. His childhood wasn’t nearly as loving and healthy has David’s daughter Maia’s. He knows that his dancing days are temporary, but he’s lived hand-to-mouth long enough to feel completely out of place in David’s life of warmth and wealth.

David is instantly attracted to the man who returns his phone. He’s determined see if flirting can turn into something bigger and better (and hotter and more naked) but David hasn’t dated in years so his skills are more than a little rusty.

These two ease into a relationship which has each of them terrified. David doesn’t know if he can ask a man to accept that he’s a package deal – father and daughter… Craig doesn’t know if there’s a place in David’s pristine world for someone as scarred as him…

The chemistry between these two men was just lovely to see, and even the awkward getting to know you phase was charming as hell. There was definitely a lot of humor and romance to keep the reader entertained and the sexy-times were perfection.

Side Note: This book had the most glorious epilogue, and left me with a warm fuzzy feeling all over.

Definitely a must read for lovers of MM and Christmas magic! So snuggle up with a cup of coco (or Rum and Coke) and get ready for a fantastic romance that will warm your heart!

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“Listen, I can’t take you to my place—”

“Yeah, I get it. Because you have a kid.”

“Well, if she was asleep, maybe it would be okay…” That was stretching the truth, but David didn’t want Craig feeling offended. “My sister-in-law is there and…”

“No. I get it.” Craig’s hand fisted on top of the car, but it seemed more in frustration than anger.

“I can give you a ride home…” God, David wished he could kiss Craig. He could get off for weeks on the memory.

“Okay.” Craig’s answer was measured, his eyes burning. He slid into the passenger seat.

David followed, but before he could get the key into the ignition, Craig caught his wrist and dragged him closer.

There was only a second of hesitation, the air ripe between them in the dark car, and Craig’s lips were on David’s. Firm, but softening. Savory from their dinner, and scratchy with stubble.

David palmed Craig’s arms, then his chest. Every part of him was strong and thick, smelling of menthol and musk.

Craig cupped the base of David’s skull. “Let’s park somewhere.”

Distracted by unbuttoning Craig’s shirt, David took a few seconds to process Craig’s words. “We are parked.” He bit his way down Craig’s neck. Knowing the name of each muscle didn’t diminish the magic of feeling strength under skin.

Craig urged David away. “I mean, at a park or something.”

“Where?” David twisted to get back into his seat. He’d fooled around with guys in college. Boys, really. But Craig was a man. Something he had fantasized about but never had. He couldn’t wait to feel under Craig’s clothes.

“Arboretum? Or maybe down by the water.” Craig’s shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a chest with a smattering of finely clipped hair.

“Yeah. Okay.” As David’s brain unscrambled, he thought of a stretch of road that would be deserted. Granted, they’d probably have to share the space with the occasional drug dealer, but David didn’t care so long as he tasted more of Craig’s skin.

They drove in silence. David was breathing hard, and he couldn’t slow his heartbeat. For once he didn’t worry about whether he’d brought his inhaler. Lightheaded, jittery and more excited than he could remember being in ages, David drew the car to a stop and put it in park.

“Fuck.” Craig reached across again, grabbing a fistful of David’s hair and hauling him into a kiss.

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About the Author:

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Born into the psychedelic wonder that was the 70s, Daisy Harris has had an interesting life so far. She’s been to Catholic school and Ramones concerts; danced to MC Hammer and Lady Gaga; and been a hair’s breadth from shipwreck twice. (Three times, if you count sea kayaks!)

As far as Daisy’s concerned, the best things in life happen by accident. Though she’s gotten better at planning over the years, she still writes, lives and plays by the seat of her pants. Her books are a happy mix of romantic comedies and coming of age stories, more often than not, inspired by the great films of the 1980s.

Daisy lives in Seattle in a house full of dogs and children. When she’s not writing gay romance, she can be found experimenting with new ways to cook kale.


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