Prepare yourself for the depth and angst of this posting. We’re going to deep and dark places here, people, and I just wanted you to be warned.
No, not the sexy firm ass flexing in a pair of Levis. The knot of hair atop a man’s head. Yeah, that man bun.
I told you it was deep.
Confession time. I’m not one of those who hates man buns. I don’t think they should be outlawed either. However, I’ve never seen one that I thought was overly sexy. Once in awhile, I’ll see man who had a man bun who is hot as hell, but I often think, ‘Man, you’d be so much hotter without that thing on your head.’ Then, I remind myself, it’s not all about me and what I find sexy. Self-absorbed much?
Then I started the planning stage of Son of Money, which is written entirely from Randall Morgan’s perspective. Randall is the son of one of Seattle’s richest families, and he’s rejected his inheritance in order to be free of their control. Even as I was still struggling with some of the finder points of Randall’s personality, his love interest, Noah Carroll showed up, fully formed and fully realized. And the fucker had a man bun. I tried to cut it off. I tried to give him a makeover scene in the book. I prayed about it (okay, I didn’t really do that last part). No matter what I did, Noah refused to be sans man bun.
Get ready for darkness. Gird yourselves.
Confession….. I liked him and his damned man bun. Somehow he is sexy with it. I know. I know. I couldn’t fully accept it either, but the proof was in the pudding, or in the strands of hair, as the case may be. I know you can’t see him in my mind, but trust me, the man is sexy, sexy, sexy. And somehow, like a miracle, he’s sexier and more himself with the man bun. I’m not sure if you’ll feel that the miracle is from God or the Devil, but it’s a miracle nonetheless.
There’s lots of ways I’d like to convince you to give Son of Money a try. There’s lots of soap opera, over-the-top drama. There’s cute dogs. There’s some steamy sex. There are secrets and twists and turns. There’s a man fighting for the right to live on his own terms, regardless of what his family and society think. I could choose any of those. But no, I’ve chosen the one thing that might scare you off the quickest—Noah’s man bun. But, honestly, kinda like in the writing of the book, it’s not really my fault. Noah’s man bun chose the topic of this post for me.
I hope you give Son of Money try, if for no other reason than to discover the unicorn of all hairstyles. A sexy man bun.
(And, if you really get into it, feel free to post pictures of man buns you find sexy on my Facebook page. Or, hey, go for the gold, see if you can find a sexy mullet. You can do it, I have faith in you!)
Title: Son of Money by Brandon Witt
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Genre: Contemporary, M/M, Romance
Length: 284 pages/Word Count: 94,640
Randall Morgan, youngest son of one of Seattle’s wealthiest families, rejected his family’s money to live free of their control and pursue his career as a photographer. To make ends meet, Randall does erotic photography and massage—a secret he keeps from his family so he can remain a part of his young niece’s life. But the price of that relationship is high, and Randall is once more slipping under his family’s thumb.
Noah Carroll is the spokesperson for the Seattle Humane Society, and the city holds a special place in his heart. When fate intervenes during a pet adoption, Noah finds himself face-to-face with his first love—Randall.
While Noah and Randall are not the teenagers they once were, the flame of a first kiss long ago draws them together. Their romance is beginning to grow, but someone is out to destroy Randall and expose all he keeps hidden.
When secrets and rumors thrust Randall into the public eye, his relationship with Noah isn’t the only thing that comes under threat.
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Brandon Witt’s outlook on life is greatly impacted by his first eighteen years of growing up gay in a small town in the Ozarks, as well as fifteen years as a counselor and special education teacher for students with severe emotional disabilities. Add to that his obsession with corgis and mermaids, then factor in an unhealthy love affair with cheeseburgers, and you realize that with all those issues, he’s got plenty to write about….