I’m not even going to lie to you, there are three (definitely, because they’re already queued up, but maybe four, maybe more) coming to you back to back. And I won’t even pretend that I didn’t pick them because of the eye candy on the cover, I mean that’s why they’re there right? (I will diversify if I keep going into the series though—promise.)
Apparently all I want to read are feel good stories with minimal conflict and the Dreamspun Desires imprint of Dreamspinner Press has apparently got me covered for at least 100 books. I can’t promise I won’t read all of them, but I can tell you I won’t read them all back-to-back at least 😀
A few months ago I went through my bookshelves and made a couple of piles of books. The only qualifications were that they had to be on my shelves for a while (this has been on my shelves since 
Give me a minute to catch my breath . . . haahaa. No, seriously though. I didn’t read this through in one sitting, but I may as well have.
I honestly didn’t plan for April to be full of MM Romance novels, but that’s how the world works. Plus in this new world of coronavirus stay-at-homeness they’re the only thing I want to read. So in the words of Jonathan Van Ness, 
This was a weird ass novel. I should’ve known it by the title when I requested it from NetGalley, but it was even weirder than I expected.* I’m sure I requested it because the blurb mentioned the modern protagonist was in deep denial about his sexuality, but that’s all I remember the rest was a weird wonderful surprise as I read it.