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Bases Loaded by Sean Michael Guest Post and Excerpt!


OS: Welcome to Sean Michael here today to talk about her new book!

Thank you to Open Skye Books for hosting me today.

One of the characters in this book is Cajun. Jean is Cajun through and through, and his speech is peppered with Cajun words, which I found so much fun to find and use.

I’ve always been fascinated by both Cajuns and Acadians, the Canadian Cajuns. Both speak a unique language inspired by their French roots – a patois. I love that I can understand the words as I speak French. I love the sing-songing nature of it, the lilt and drawl.

I haven’t used any sort of glossary, but I think the words are easy enough to figure out given their context in the book, and I hope you enjoy Jean as much as I enjoyed writing him.

There’s a little sample of his speech in the excerpt.

Sean Michael
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Can they survive the off-season and keep from striking out?

Baseball player Brett must get rehabilitation for his shoulder if he wants another season in the Major League. He and his partner, Benj, take off to the boonies to stay with physical therapist Ralph, a tough-talking, routine-setting guy, and Jean, Ralph’s Cajun lover, who cooks as well as he loves.

Brett and Ralph butt heads from the beginning. Ralph wants Brett to be more in touch with his feelings; Brett wants Ralph to give him his therapy and leave him alone. Benj and Jean get along far better, with Jean showing Benj around the kitchen and reassuring him when things with Brett get strained.

Before Ralph can even begin to work on Brett’s shoulder, though, Brett faces an even more difficult physical challenge, one that does more than threaten his career. He and Benj have to work through some tough issues, making decisions that will affect the rest of their lives together. Their gradual friendship with Ralph and Jean helps them through the bad times, but even that might not be enough to pull them through.


Jean stirred the pot, singing “Zydeco Gumby Ya Ya” at the top of his lungs. Hoo boy! Gonna get them a new boy tonight. A pure-D challenge too. Nothing he loved better than a challenge and a good, hard fight.
He added some okra, shaking his ass before he checked on the bread and the gâteau de sirop. Hoo boy. Sweeten Brett McCallister’s frowning little ass up for him and his beau. Speaking of. “Ralph? Cher ’tit chou? You here?”
Jean was needing him some kissing.
Ralph’s deep chuckle sounded from the mudroom. “Just taking off my boots and washing my hands. I know better than to track mud into your kitchen.”
“Gar ici! The man can learn.” He hooted and spooned up some gumbo. “Wan’ a taste, you?”
“I do.” His big lover came in, wrapped large hands around Jean’s waist. “Of you.”
Oh yeah. He wanted him some of that. Jean leaned up, purring low at his beautiful one. “Anyt’ing you want, mon cher. ’M yours.”
“I want a big old sloppy kiss, Jean. Maybe two. Maybe even three.” Ralph’s blue eyes twinkled at him.
Jean pushed right up, taking Ralph’s mouth good and hard, and tasting a hint of chocolate, stolen from the stash Ralph didn’t think he knew about.
Ralph opened wide, tongue twisting with Jean’s, a low sound vibrating between them.
Oh, fuck the gumbo. Jean crawled up Ralph’s long body and wrapped his legs around Ralph’s waist. Ralph’s hands slid around to Jean’s ass, cupping it, supporting him.
“Maybe more than three, yeah?” Ralph said.
“Maybe, yeah.” Jean kissed Ralph again and again. “I made y’all some bread, some sweet.”
Ralph was backing up, only stopping when he hit a wall. “It’ll keep, yeah?”
“Yeah. Yeah. We got us some time, now. We do.” Jean arched back, rubbing, eyes closing. Fuck, he loved that, the heat.

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Best-selling author Sean Michael is a maple leaf–loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.
Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.

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