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Blog Tour: eARC Review, Excerpt, Author Interview, & #Giveaway: Empty Nests by Ada Marie Soto



Author Name: Ada Maria Soto

Book Name: Empty Nests
Series: Nested Hearts
Book #: One
Pages or Words: 68,835 words

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance

Release Date: June 12, 2015 
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press  
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond


Neither James nor Gabe has ever had a real relationship. They might make a connection if they can get past their differences—and their fears.At age fourteen, James Maron decided to prove he wasn’t gay despite vast evidence to the contrary. Now at thirty-two, he’s getting ready to send his son to college and wondering what he’s supposed to do next. Outside his son, his life consists of an IT job he hates and watching telenovelas with the women in his apartment building. 
Gabriel Juarez is the CFO of a technology giant. He has looks, charm, fantastic wealth, a workaholic personality, and a string of boyfriends who only stick around because he’s too busy to tell them to leave.
A bad laptop/projector interface causes James and Gabe’s paths to cross. Friends, family, and coworkers jump to match Gabe with a nice guy, and James with anyone. But are they too different? Everyone will have to tread very carefully to keep things from ending before they start.

Review by: multitaskingmomma
My Rating: 4.5 of 5 Stars

This was hilarious but at the same time, sad. We have a new generation billionaire and a blue collar worker who gets head to head with each other. They should never have connected the way they did, but they did. They should never have found so many common things about each other, yet they did. There should have been at least a semblance of intolerance because of the financial status discrepancy, but they did not. In short, James and Gabe found love at the most unexpected time and it rocked their world.

James is an IT technician who made do with the career after getting a girl pregnant and suing for sole custody of his son at the tender age of fifteen. He could have been someone whose future was gold but the single parenthood stymied his future and here he is. His son is almost going off to college with full scholarship and he is at that tender moment in life as a parent whose psychological umbilical cord refuses to cut clean. Now his son is trying his best to make sure his young dad will finally get the life he deserved and with a good man. He did not expect that man to be in the form and figure of Gabe Juarez.

Gabe Juarez is one of the three greats in technology. It was by pure chance and luck he roomed in with two nerds whose playing around with programs landed them what one could only compare to as Facebook or even Google. With Gabe's business savvy, he took his friends' work to levels we are very familiar with. He may be one of the new breed of billionaires, but it is his financial acumen that makes things work. Now his net worth is incalculable but his romantic life is bankrupt. That is until he meets James who managed to make an old projector model work with his new tech savvy laptop. 

The plot is fairy-tale like, the romance is what we are familiar with. Two men whose lives have a glorious interface in and out of bed. What I loved about this story was how James recounts his life at work, the bets he makes with his staff on which nerdy nerd messes up their computers by simply clicking on the CapsLock or the way he gravitates towards the telenovelas he is lovingly addicted to. 

As a read, this was impossible to put down. Just as I got used to how normal things were going along, a bomb drops in the form of hilarity and it messes up with the mind in such a great way. These points of hilarity extends to James' life with his son. I especially loved the recipe of pork shoulder spaghetti sauce. Yes, I did try it, weirdly, it did taste good. Yes, dear readers, James is a culinary expert of the can opening type and he rocks.

As for Gabe, he is hilarious in his own stumbling and fumbling way. He loves his life with James in it and could not express his love for the man soon enough. As for the way this ended, yes, it is an HFN but there is definitely something stirring in the last pages and I can't wait for what comes next. 

Definite recommend.

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Ada Maria Soto author of Empty Nests.Hi Ada, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.


Hi, I'm Ada.  I'm a born and raised Californian Mexican-American currently living as an expat in the South Pacific with a toddler and my partner. I have studied and worked in theater, film, and television with all the usual crummy side jobs of a struggling artist. I have dysgraphia and phonological dyslexia but I try not to let that slow down my writing.  I love sports and am dedicated to the Oakland A’s, San Jose Sharks, Auckland Blues, USA Rugby Eagles, New Zealand All Blacks, New Zealand Black Caps, and the Chennai Super Kings.

Empty Nests is about James Maron and Gabe Juarez.  At age fourteen, James decided to prove he wasn’t gay despite vast evidence to the contrary. Now at thirty-two, he’s getting ready to send his son to college and wondering what he’s supposed to do next. Outside his son, his life consists of an IT job he hates and watching telenovelas with the women in his apartment building.

Gabriel Juarez is the CFO of a technology giant. He has looks, charm, fantastic wealth, a workaholic personality, and a string of boyfriends who only stick around because he’s too busy to tell them to leave. 

A bad laptop/projector interface causes James and Gabe’s paths to cross. Friends, family, and coworkers jump to match Gabe with a nice guy, and James with anyone. But they might be too different. Everyone will have to tread very carefully to keep things from ending before they start.



Give us an excerpt from your work in progress or latest book.

Here's a double look.  An excerpt from Empty Nests and a bit from the sequel Bowerbirds

Empty Nests

JAMES WAS typing on autopilot, dwelling on his interrupted date and trying to focus on the better parts, when a sensation that he was being stared at began to creep over him.
“Hey, boss, can I ask you something?”
He curled his back as if making himself smaller would somehow make Dave, and whatever his almost certainly stupid question was, disappear.
“Boss?”
James turned to face Dave. It was never a pleasant thing. He knew he sounded like a cranky old man, but whenever he looked at Dave, all he could see was a man-child with no future or skills that didn’t involve riding other people’s hard work.
“Yes?”
“So, um, you’ve got a kid, right?”
“Yes, I do.” James wondered if he was about to be hit up for Ritalin or something.
“Are they hard?”
“Are what hard? Kids?”
“Yeah, are kids hard?”
A rock of dread and depression sank into his stomach. “They’re exhausting. Why do you ask?”
Dave pulled over a chair. “It’s just, my girlfriend’s pregnant.”
“Are you sure it’s yours?” He couldn’t picture anyone wanting to sleep with Dave. The chronic Cheetos stains should have been reasonably effective birth control.
Dave looked thoughtful. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure it’s mine.”
“Okay, what are you going to do?”
“I don’t know, man. That’s why I’m asking you.”
James looked over this prospective father. When he’d been Dave’s age, Dylan was already ten. He’d been five years out of his parents’ house and in the workforce. He’d faced down lawyers, social workers, judgmental teachers, PTA mothers, and survived potty training, temper tantrums, teething, and that hellish seven-year-old testosterone boost no one had warned him about. He looked Dave over again. He felt a little twitch in the corner of his eye.
“First things first,” he said, working to keep his voice calm and soothing. “Is your girlfriend planning on going through with the pregnancy?”
“She hasn’t decided yet.”
“If the answer is no, then what you are going to do is be there for her. You go to the appointments, hold her hand, tell her it’s okay, because it takes two to tango and you are number two.”
Dave started looking green. “And if she decides to keep it? I think she will. I mean, it seems like she’s leaning that way, but I’m not sure I’m ready to do the whole dad thing yet, you know?”
James didn’t even try to stop himself. He whacked Dave on the side of the head. The sound reverberated through the room. Everyone looked up from their stations. In seventeen years, he’d never laid a hand on Dylan and he never would, but as far as he was concerned, physically knocking a bit of sense into Dave counted as a social good.
“I had my son at fifteen! You’re what, twenty-five? If a life is coming into this world containing your DNA, then what you do is grow the fuck up! You move out of your parents’ place. You start working at this job so you don’t get fired, because you have offspring to support. You accept the fact that for the next three years, you will not sleep. You will become completely immune to piss, shit, drool, snot, and vomit because infants produce all of those things pretty much nonstop the first two years, and in there is also teething, and if you’re really unlucky, colic, croup, and ear infections. And just when you’re managing to handle all that, they learn to talk and become smart-alecky little shits, and it is your job to love them unconditionally and turn them into good, kind, moral, caring, contributing members of society.”
Dave had gone dead white. The room had gone silent. James became aware of the rest of the staff staring at them.
“What if I can’t do it?” Dave’s voice cracked.
James leaned forward. “Failure is not an option.”

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Bowerbirds

They headed to the practice putting area so a family of six could get a few holes ahead of them. Dylan dropped the red ball he’d picked onto the green and with hardly a pause, knocked the ball into the hole. James took the time to adjust his grip and set his feet but managed to get his in as well. Gabe took a deep breath, adjusted his grip, tried to remember what a dozen pros had attempted to teach him over the years, and proceeded to knock his ball from one side of the green to the other, passing by the cup by at least a foot.
He looked to James. “Told you I was bad at this.”
Before James could answer, a phone rang. Gabe reached for his, only to find it quiet.
“Oh!” James fished his phone from his pocket. “Hello?” He took a few steps away from the green while Gabe gave the simple practice putt another try. He only missed the cup by a half foot this time. Dylan was leaning on his club, a smirk on his face.
James finished his call and rejoined them, his brows pulled together. “Um…. Mister McFeely died.”
“Who?”
“Our primary mail server crashed. It’s called Mister McFeely. Apparently there was actual smoke coming from the box and no one on campus can get their e-mails. I… um….” James gestured back to the parking lot. “I laid out half the server room as it stands now, and I’ve got the admin passwords for the backup, and—”
“It’s okay. Work happens.” Gabe had never been the one to say those words to a date. It felt odd.
“I’m really sorry. This has never…. You know, you two should stay. Not waste the round. I mean, it’s your night out.”
“It’s our night out and—”
Dylan pulled his keys from his pocket and tossed them at James. “Here, take the Lemon Drop. Gabe can give me a lift back. We can bond.”
A cold thread of fear slinked up Gabe’s spine, but he still smiled. “Sure, no problem.”
James nodded, then gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you. I don’t know how long—”
“It’s fine. Go.” James hurried off. “Well, now I know how my dates feel,” Gabe mumbled once James was out of earshot. He could not even begin to guess how many dates he’d left due to work (sometimes made-up work), but it had never gone the other way.
“Don’t worry about it.” Dylan gave him a slap on the back. “It won’t happen often. Besides, this way we can chat.”




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About the author

Ada Maria Soto is a born and raised Californian, Mexican-American/WASP, currently living as an expat in New Zealand. She got her Bachelor’s degree in Theater Directing at the University of Alaska, Fairbanks, which she attended in a fit of stubbornness. She got a Master’s degree in Film and TV Producing from the University of Auckland in New Zealand which she applied to on a manic whim. Nine years later she’s still in Auckland with a partner, kid, and mortgage.
She has dysgraphia and phonological dyslexia which can lead to some interesting typos.
She is a sports fan dedicated to the Oakland A’s, San Jose Sharks, Auckland Blues, USA Eagles, New Zealand All Blacks, New Zealand Black Caps, and the Chennai Super Kings.






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