Announcing the sale of IF YOU'RE DOING IT RIGHT

My first contemporary m/m romance is coming in August 2016 from Samhain Publishing, and I'm really excited about this one. I decided to try my hand at a non-paranormal romance. If You're Doing It Right, described by one beta reader as "Cowboys and Indians and Magic Mike," was the result.

From today's Publisher's Marketplace:

Digital: Fiction: Women's/Romance
Author of THE LOST COAST, Jane Kindred's IF YOU'RE DOING IT RIGHT, a male/male romance set in Montana about a reluctant rancher and his hot Crow neighbor, to Linda Ingmanson at Samhain Publishing, for publication in 2016, by Sara Megibow of kt literary (World).

Here's a little taste:

“Take one more step, white boy, and I’ll take your head off your shoulders.”
Campbell stopped in his tracks, a chill running up his spine at the telltale click-clack of a shotgun action being slid back. Instinctively, he put his hands up at his sides.
“Turn around slowly.”
Campbell complied, coming face to face with the man holding the shotgun on him. Angry chestnut eyes glared out of a sharply chiseled face—just about the most beautiful face Campbell had ever seen. The high cheekbones, warm brown complexion, and long, dark hair tied back at the nape said Native. Which wasn’t surprising, considering his grandfather’s ranch—Campbell's ranch—bordered the Crow Nation.
“I’ve had enough of you vultures coming around. Old man’s body ain’t even cold and you’re crawling around here like a line of ants looking for water that ain’t yours.”
Campbell’s eyebrows flicked upward. “I thought I was a vulture. Now I’m an ant? Kind of a mixed metaphor.”
“Hey, fuck you, Mr. College Boy. You’re trespassing. So I suggest you get back in your squeaky-clean for-show truck that’s obviously never hauled anything and take your soft, girly hands back to the city.”
Campbell glanced at his hands as he lowered them, taking a chance that the gun was only for intimidation. “I’m not trespassing. If anything, you’re trespassing—”
“You’re on the damn rez, man.” He jerked the gun toward the land around them. “So don’t bullshit me about who owns the water rights around here. I don’t care if you’re BIA or AmerAgriCorp or another bullshit lawyer. Hit the road.”

Jane Kindred

Author of the Demons of Elysium and Looking Glass Gods series. Jane spent her formative years ruining her eyes reading romance novels in the Tucson sun and watching Star Trek marathons in the dark. She now writes to the sound of San Francisco foghorns while two cats slowly but surely edge her off the side of the bed.