Workaholic Nate Erickson is a successful real estate developer who thrives on long hours and stress. When a Los Angeles project prompts him to relocate to Santa Monica, he welcomes the change of scenery. Nate has always considered romantic entanglements trouble, but his sexy next-door neighbor isn’t easy to ignore. Which makes no sense, because Nate is straight… or so he’s always thought.
Alex Reyes is a retired professional soccer player turned West Hollywood business owner with an insatiable lust for life. He loves his family, friends, and work. But there’s one life challenge left to accomplish: coming out publicly. Respect for traditional Latino values has kept him in the closet, but Alex begins to think he and his new neighbor might help one another combat their fears. As Alex and Nate forge a strong friendship, they soon realize facing their personal demons will take more courage than either man bargained for. The reward is immeasurable… if the timing is right.
The Right Time is a mellifluous story that transcends the standard gay, contemporary stories that revolve around boy-meeting-boy, boy-falling-in-love-with-boy, boy-and-boy-having-a-misunderstanding-and-breaking-up, and two-boys-declaring-their-love-for-each-other-and-having-a-happily-ever-after, with a bunch of sex thrown into the plot to make it interesting. No, The Right Time was more than just a love story, more than just a friends-to-lovers story, more than just an interracial story. This story was not only about the love and hot (and I do mean hot-how do you make a scene with two men working out but not touching or kissing so unbelievably sexy and "boner-inducing"? Like seriously? All they were doing was TALKING!) sex between Alex and Nate, it was about Nate coming to love and accept himself, it was about Alex realizing and fully embracing the love of his father, it was about heartache, loss, grief, communication, giving back, it was about the next generation, acceptance, equality, race, music, friendship, resolution, closure, and most importantly fútbol! And while many authors would struggle, try, and fail when attempting to include these many different and varied subject matters into one books, Lane Hayes did it so effortlessly and seamlessly that the plot flowed exceptionally well. The scenes were so artfully described as to make the reader feel as if they were trapped in the congestion of L.A. traffic or running on the beach, swimming in the ocean, eating delicious homemade Mexican food, or even entangled in the sheets with a hot Latino lover, hearing his groans and grunts of passion, with his warm breath against their skin. The characters were all so fully rounded out and described, each of them moving and reacting as if they were fully formed 3-D people, other than 2-D characters who ring false, even the secondary characters were so fully established that I found myself fully engaged in them. I think this is all due to Mrs. Hayes's exceptional writing style, it grabs a hold of the reader and plops them down into the story, engages their emotions, and so thoroughly engrosses their attention that they are incapable of releasing the story or its characters until the story is complete. There was no way this story deserved anything less than a 40 from me, and that's not just because I love all of the classical music mentioned in the book or the quote by J.R.R. Tolkien from The Hobbit that was mentioned, but because the book totally earned it.
A slow burn romance that packs a strong emotional punch.