Greetings! I’m J.E. Birk, and right now I’m traversing the internets to discuss my new romantic comedy, DATING RYAN ALBACK. Follow along to learn more about an insecure movie star, a klutzy teacher, and the neurotic dog who loves them. Leave comments for a chance to win a $10 Riptide giftcard and copy of any book from my backlist!
About Dating Ryan Alback
Ryan Alback has almost everything he’s ever wanted: a successful acting career, a dog who adores him, great family and friends, and a life outside the closet. The only thing missing is a boyfriend—but Ryan’s been burned by Hollywood relationships before, and he’s not eager to try one again.
Jason Santos has almost everything he’s ever wanted: a fulfilling career teaching middle school, a house in a city he loves, and parents who support him in every way. Too bad he can’t seem to forget the ex-boyfriend who rejected his marriage proposal.
When a talk show host launches a dating contest to find Ryan a boyfriend and Jason accidentally wins, neither of them expect anything to come from it. Yet somewhere between a disastrous massage and a mud sinkhole, they both start to wonder if this date could be more than just a public relations stunt. But before they can move into the future, they’ll both have to learn to let go of the past.
Now available from Riptide Publishing. http://www.riptidepublishing.com/titles/dating-ryan-alback
About J.E. Birk
J.E. Birk has been telling stories since she could talk and writing them since she was introduced to the alphabet. She hails from Colorado, where you can usually find her skiing, training for a 5K she won’t end up running, or watching people run into each other on football fields and in hockey rinks. You can follow her ramblings on Twitter by looking for @jebirkwrites. She’s also been known to ramble on Facebook as J Elisabeth Birk.
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The Valentine’s Day Massacre
The whole thing, Ryan later reflected, was his own fault.
He never should have agreed to do a talk show on Valentine’s Day.
It wasn’t even that he’d agreed to do any talk show on Valentine’s Day. Oh no, he’d agreed to go on The Selena Show. Hosted by none other than Selena Munez, who had known Ryan since his days on Riverside High. Selena, who was perky and sharp and loved to ask Ryan about his dating life, whether there was a holiday around to justify that discussion or not. So it only stood to reason that on Valentine’s Day, she’d be merciless.
The appearance started out fine. There was the prep with a producer, where he and Ryan discussed a list of topics—interesting or otherwise—Selena wanted to ask him about. Things like his work on the brand-new drama P.S. 148. Or the irony that he’d made his television debut as a high school student, and now he was playing a high school teacher (because no other talk show host was bringing up that little tidbit over and over and over again). His dog, Alby, who Selena thought was utterly adorable (her words, not Ryan’s).
Yes, things were going perfectly well. And then Ryan’s dating life came up.
“You’re still not seeing anyone, right?” the producer asked. His name was Bert, and Ryan had worked with him before. Liked him. So he tried to keep the annoyance out of his voice as he said, “Nope. Still single.”
“She’s gonna want to ask you about that. Seeing as how it’s Valentine’s Day and all.”
Ryan sighed. “Do we have to? It’s going to turn into a thing. You know, poor Ryan, single again, audience makes that noise like they feel sorry for me . . .”
Bert laughed. “Sorry, man. If you’re really opposed, I can ask her to leave the topic out. But it is V-Day and all. The audience is going to expect it.”
“Fine. Just ask her not to make too big of a deal out of it. Okay?”
“Yeah. I’ll, uh, do my best.” Bert coughed, and Ryan was already certain he was screwed.