Fire and Fog by Andrew Grey – Spotlight

Long and Short Reviews welcomes Andrew Grey, who is visiting with us today as part of his virtual book tour to celebrate the recent release of his newest book.

Carlisle
Carlisle is my home town. Its where I live and work. Come to think of it, Dominic and I have lived here longer than we’ve loved anywhere else. And we like it here. So the Carlisle Cops stories are like me brining a piece of my home to you. I always include specific landmarks in each of the stories as well as the actual streets. I do have to confess that sometimes I move buildings around to suit my purposes, but in this story, the Gingerbread House is real. I just changed the name slightly. So are many of the other landmarks. Now as for the cops in town, I can say that a few of them are as hunky as the ones I describe in my stories. The rest of it, well that’s purely my imagination. After all these are romances. But none the less, over the years I have had contact with the police. (Our garage was broken into) And they were as helpful and thorough in trying to recover what was taken as I could possibly want. So in a way, they may be physically different, but I like to think that the police here have many of the characteristics that I give them in my stories. I really hope you fall in love with my guys as much as I do.

Carlisle police officer Dwayne knows what Robin is doing the moment he lays eyes on the young man at Bronco’s club. But he doesn’t know that, like him, Robin also comes from a family who cast him out for being gay, or that he’s still lugging around the pain of that rejection. Robin leaves the club, and soon after Dwayne decides to as well—and is close by when things between Robin and his client turn violent.

When Dwayne finds out Robin is the victim of a scam that lost him his apartment, he can’t leave Robin to fend for himself on the streets. Despite Dwayne’s offer of help and even opening up his home, it’s hard for Robin to trust anything good. The friendship between them grows, and just as the two men start warming up to each other, Robin’s sister passes away, naming Robin to care for her son. Worse yet, their pasts creep back in to tear down the family and sense of belonging both of them long for.

Will their fledgling romance dissipate like fog in the sun before it has a chance to burn bright?

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Robin’s jaw set and he finally reached into his pocket to pull out a driver’s license. He handed it over, and Dwayne checked it closely. It looked real, and according to the date of birth, yesterday was Robin Cartwright’s birthday.

“Problem?” Bull asked without looking at Dwayne, who handed him the ID.

“It seems legit.”

“Of course it is,” Robin protested. “I’m old enough to be here.”

“Maybe, but hustling isn’t allowed and you know it.” Dwayne stared bullets at Robin because it would be a damn shame for a guy as pretty as him to get messed up with crap like that.

“You can’t blame a guy for trying,” Robin said with a shrug.

“You got this?” Bull asked, and Dwayne nodded.

“If I need anything, I’ll get someone,” he promised, and Bull hurried back to the front door. “You need to quit that shit. It won’t end well.” God, he felt like a father giving his kid a lecture.

“What would you know about it?” Robin snapped.

“Plenty,” he shot back, though he wasn’t up to sharing his personal story with a complete stranger.

Robin studied him and seemed to see what he needed to, because his posture relaxed a little.

“Now, can you play by the rules?”

Robin huffed and nodded. “I won’t try anything. I really came here to dance anyway.” Dwayne wasn’t sure how much of that he bought, but he released Robin and stepped back.

“You know I’ll be watching.”

Robin turned and made his way through the crowd. Damn, Dwayne hated to see him go. There was something in those eyes that mirrored the shock and pain Dwayne had been dealing with, but there was nothing he could do. He’d already learned the hard way he couldn’t fix everything and everyone.

He went back to the table and sat down.

“Hard to forget, isn’t he?” Zach asked.

“Yeah, I guess so.” Dwayne forced his attention back to the guys next to him rather than scanning the floor to see where Robin had gone. He intended to keep an eye on him but figured any misbehaving would happen later in the evening.

About the Author: Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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What If…. by Andrew Grey – Guest Blog

10_18-andrew-grey-bannerLong and Short Reviews welcomes Andrew Grey who is celebrating the release of his newest book Eyes Only For You.

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I have written a number of stories over the years. Okay… a lot of stories and the one thing I love most about being an author is the fact that I get to ask questions and then find out the answers. The most frequently asked question is very simple. What if… In this case I asked myself; What of a man who saw himself as completely straight figured out that he wasn’t as straight and narrow as he thought? That question has been asked before by authors, but what I really wanted to explore was how Jerry grew as a person, not only sexually, but as a man. How did his answer to that question and the way he accepted the outcome not only affect the type of person he fell in love with, but in the end was he happier and more contented once he;d completed his journey? I’d hope that finding out things about our true selves would indeed lead us to a happier life in the end. But please check out the story for your own answer.

10_18-andrew-grey-eyesonlyforyoufs_v1Marcello Bagnini has a history of falling for the wrong men, and it seems he’s done it again. Working out at the gym with his straight friend Jerry is becoming harder by the day—in more ways than one. Worse yet, Jerry isn’t the only one who notices Marcello’s wandering eyes. So instead of risking his friendship with Jerry and alienating the other guys at the gym, Marcello keeps his feelings to himself.

Real estate agent Jerry Foland has never explored his interest in other men, but there’s something different about Marcello, and Jerry’s starting to think he might like to see where his attraction could lead. However, Jerry’s controlling father makes it clear that it’s either stay on the straight and narrow or Jerry can say good-bye to his family.

As much as they try to stay away from each other, their lives overlap, both at the gym and when Jerry is contracted to sell the home of one of Marcello’s friends. Friendship grows into more, but Jerry’s father has his own agenda, and it doesn’t include having a gay son.

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“And he’s someone you know, and you can’t figure out why you’re attracted, but you are, and you can’t seem to stop it no matter what you do?” Marcello supplied.

“That’s it exactly. What the hell do I do about it?”

“Beats me. If you figure out the answer, please tell me, and then we’ll both know,” Marcello told him. Jerry crinkled his eyebrows. He was pretty sure they were both talking about the same thing. He knew he’d been fascinated with Marcello for weeks now, and he’d seen Marcello looking at him. But he figured it was because Marcello was gay. Now he wondered if Marcello was trying to say that he liked him without coming out and actually saying the words in case Jerry got angry.

This whole thing was more confusing than anything he could ever remember. He wanted to ask Marcello just to come out and say what he meant, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually say the words in case he looked like a complete fool. So he stayed quiet and wondered what in the hell to say or do. Maybe the best thing was to just leave and extricate himself from the situation. That way he could go home and try to figure this shit out on his own. Not that he’d had much luck with that before.
“What do you want, Jerry?” Marcello asked.

It would be so easy to just say what that was. Close the gap between them and see if Marcello’s lips tasted the way they had in his dreams and if he felt as hard and strong as he did when the lights went out and Jerry was lying in his bed, letting his mind wander over thoughts he knew were dangerous. “I wish to hell I knew. Do you?”

“Yeah. I know what I want, but I can’t have it.”

“Why not?”

Jerry knew it would be so much easier if Marcello made some sort of move. That way Jerry could decide if he liked it, and if he didn’t, then he could back away and it would be Marcello’s issue. Maybe that’s why he didn’t. Jerry was pretty sure Marcello was interested in him when he said there was someone he liked but couldn’t have, and he figured all it would take to find out would be for him to lean in and get closer.

But he wasn’t gay. Marcello could talk about scales all he wanted, but guys who were with other guys were gay, and that was it. He understood Ronnie and Clay. Hell, he’d never seen his friend happier, either of them. And he liked Marcello. But he wasn’t gay and couldn’t be gay. Jerry liked girls, and that was how it was supposed to be. He had to put these other notions aside and just be what he wanted and what his family expected. There was no other choice.

“I can’t make the first move. I won’t trap or pressure anyone into anything.” Marcello leaned forward a little and then stilled. Jerry didn’t move either. Marcello was so close, his scent surrounded him, and Jerry’s heart beat like a bass drum. He felt his fortitude start to waver and leaned closer, holding his breath and parting his lips.

“Marcello,” a female voice called, and Jerry sat back, releasing Marcello’s hand, gulping for air. His cheeks grew heated as a slight, dark-haired woman entered the room.

About the Author:10_18-andrew-greyAndrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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Second Chance Stories by Andrew Grey – Guest Blog

8_12 andrew bannerLong and Short Reviews welcomes Andrew Grey whose latest book, Turning the Page, will be released on August 19.

*****
I love second chance at love stories or second time around stories. I’m never sure what to call it exactly. We all don’t always get our happy ever after the first time around. The relationship ends in divorce, or the love we’ve held in our heart for years passes away. That’s what happens in Turning the Page. Malcolm has lost the man he thinks of as the love of his life and he’s thrown himself into work. It isn’t until Hans steps into his office for help and then into his life that Malcolm realizes eventually that just maybe, once in a lifetime, could actually mean that he’d get a second chance. I love these kind of stories because as I get older, I’ld like to think that is something happened to myself or Dominic, that the other would get that very same chance.

8_12 andrew TurningThePageFSMalcolm Webber is still grieving the loss of his partner of twenty years to cancer. He’s buried his mind and feelings in his legal work and isn’t looking for another relationship. He isn’t expecting to feel such a strong attraction when he meets Hans Erickson — especially since the man is quite a bit younger than him.

Hans is an adventure writer with an exciting lifestyle to match. When he needs a tax attorney to straighten out an error with the IRS, he ends up on the other side of the handsome Malcolm’s desk. The heat between them is undeniable, but business has to come first. When it’s concluded, Hans leaps on the chance to make his move.

Malcolm isn’t sure he’s ready for the next chapter in his life. Hans is so young and active that Malcolm worries he won’t be able to hold his interest for long. Just when he’s convinced himself to take the risk and turn the page, problems at the law office threaten to end their love story before it can really begin.

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“You know I’m not going to let this go, Mal. He was really nice, handsome if you like that sort of thing.”

Which Malcolm certainly did. Hans was the entire physical package for him if Malcolm was honest.

“And to top it off, he was definitely interested.”

“Will you leave me alone?” He tried to sound angry, but Peter knew him too well.

“I don’t want you to be alone for the rest of your life, and if things were left up to you, that’s what would happen. You’d go to work and stay in your house, mourning David. Now you may be a queen sometimes, but acting like Queen Victoria is not going to happen.”

“Where did you learn about that?” Malcolm was surprised David knew who Queen Victoria was. He’d never figured Peter for a history buff. Then it hit him. “Let me guess. Susan made you watch a movie about her.”

Peter mumbled something, and Malcolm turned to stare at him.

“I pissed her off, and she said she’d cut me off for a week if I didn’t. God, that thing was long and boring, and you are forbidden from ever becoming like that. So….” Peter leaned forward. “Are you going to call him?”

“You’re like a broken record.”

“Dude. I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll stop harping on it if you agree to call him and ask him out.”

“Is this high school?” It sure as hell was starting to feel like it. “I’m fifty-two years old, not fifteen.”

“I don’t care how old you are.”

Malcolm swallowed. “I saw his birthdate when I was reviewing his updated tax forms.”

“So you looked?” Peter asked with a self-satisfied glee.

“That’s ten years.”

“At your age it doesn’t matter. You’re a guy and you still like guys, I hope, because there are few things you can count on in this world, and my big brother being gay is one of them.”

When Malcolm rolled his eyes and nodded, Peter continued.

“Okay, then. You like guys, he likes guys, and he flirted with you. Also, and here’s a big qualification, he’s not dead, and neither are you. So….”

Peter crossed his arms over his chest, cocked his eyebrow, and waited. Malcolm did the same and stared right back at him. They used to do this for hours until one of them flinched.

“I’m a lawyer. I can do this all day.”

“Call… him,” Peter snapped.

“Fine,” Malcolm said, and Peter started the damned movie already.

About the Author:8_12 Andrew GreyAndrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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Meeting Cade from CHASING THE DREAM by Andrew Grey – Guest Blog

7_11 grey bannerThis post is part of a virtual book tour organized by the publisher. Please welcome Andrew Grey as he joins us as he celebrates the release of his newest book Chasing the Dream.

Meeting Cade from Chasing the Dream
I love writing characters with big hearts and I think Cade is one of those people. He doesn’t have an easy life. His family struggles to make ends meet, his brother has challenges, and he’s working two jobs. But he’s still willing to try to help others. As an author I like writing big hearted characters, but as a person I hope and pray that there are truly big hearted people out there. I like to think that I’m one of them, but I know I’m not. I know this because I write about them and because I have been blessed by knowing a few truly big hearted people in my life. I really hope you love this story and Cade. And I hope you encounter someone in your life with a heart as big as his.

7_11 grey ChasingTheDreamFSBorn with a silver spoon in his mouth, Brian Paulson has lived a life of luxury and ease. If he’s been left lonely because of his family’s pursuit of wealth and their own happiness, he figures it’s a small price to pay for what he sees as most important: money.

Cade McAllister has never had it easy. He works two jobs to support himself, his mother, and his special-needs brother. They don’t have much, but to Cade, love and taking care of the people who are important to him mean more than material possessions. When Cade is mugged in the park, he can’t afford to lose what little he has, and he’s grateful for Brian’s intervention.

Cade is given a chance to return the favor when Brian’s grandfather passes away and Brian’s assets are frozen. Cade offers Brian a place to stay and helps him find work, and the two men grow closer as they learn the good and the bad of the very different worlds they come from. Just as Brian is starting to see there’s more to life than what money can buy, a clause in his grandfather’s will could send their relationship up in smoke.

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Brian’s mouth was dry and tasted like dirt. He cracked his eyes open and tried to move. Damn, his back ached, and his leg felt wonky. It took him a minute to realize he was lying on his sofa, head buried in a pillow, and that his leg was twisted up in the cushions. He slowly extricated himself and went to stand, instantly wishing he hadn’t moved at all.

“Sorry, Mr. Brian, did I wake you? I try not to.”

“It’s okay, Maria.” He groaned and slowly sat up, holding his aching head. He kept his eyes closed.

“You need this,” she told him, and Brian cracked his eyes open enough to take the bottle of water she offered. Like manna from heaven, he opened it and drank half, throat burning for a second before the fire was quenched.

Most of the mess from the party had been cleaned up, tucked away in large black bags sitting by the door. The vacuum had been brought out but set aside, unused for now. Brian didn’t think he could stand the sound without puking and was grateful she’d been quiet. He managed to stand and shuffled to his bedroom, which was clean and the bed made. He flopped down on it, closing his eyes and letting his hangover do its worst.

He didn’t remember closing the door, but Maria must have, and then the muffled hum of the vacuum reached his ears. He grabbed a pillow off the bed and dragged it over his head, waiting for the sound to end.

“Mr. Brian,” he heard a few minutes later once it had quieted.

“Yeah?”

“I’m all done,” Maria said quietly. “I take out trash.”

“Thank you.” He reached for the water and drank the rest of it. At least that made him feel better. Slowly he got up off the bed and went into the bathroom, where he took some painkillers and stared at his scraggly face in the mirror. He needed to clean up and get himself presentable, but first he needed more water. He drank a glass and then cleaned up before leaving the room.

“I’m sorry about your grandfather,” Maria said from the front door as she got ready to leave.

He wasn’t sure what to say. He bit back the biting sharp comment about his elder relation that was on the tip of his tongue. Instead he merely said thank you to the middle-aged Latino woman, and heard the door close behind her. Thank God for her. The place had been cleaned and put back to normal. He lowered himself back onto the straightened and fluffed cushions and pillows of the sofa his interior designer had picked out for him.

Up until that moment, the alcohol had done its job, and he hadn’t been able to remember, but now his grandfather’s death came rushing back. More than anything he wanted another drink, but that wasn’t a good idea. So instead he went in search of his phone. He found it and noticed a number of missed calls and texts. They all seemed to be about the same thing, some sort of family meeting his uncle was trying to call together at four o’clock that day. Brian decided to bite the bullet and actually return his father’s call.

About the Author:7_11 grey Andrew Grey Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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Planting His Dream by Andrew Grey – Guest Blog

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Long and Short Reviews welcomes Andrew Grey who has stopped in on his virtual book tour to share some background about the book.

*****
I want to start by thanking long and Short Reviews for having me as their guest. It’s wonderful to be here. Years ago as a teenager, we moved to the country and I learned that there was a whole new area of the country that I didn’t realize existed. I worked at a farm and shoveled more crap than you can ever imagine. My first farm stories were the Love Means… series which ended over a year ago and I think I needed some of that in my life. So when I got the idea for Planting His Dream, I had to go with it.

I will confess that I did spent some time on a dairy farm when I was a kid. A friend of my mother’s lived on one and I remember visiting and helping shovel more crap as the cows were being milked. I also saw cows being inseminated and just about everything else associated with cattle. I was fascinated by all the activity and the animals. Eventually, part of the rural life worked its way deep into me and now it comes out in some of my stories.

4_12 andrew grey PlantingHisDream Foster dreams of getting away, but after his father’s death, he has to take over the family dairy farm. It soon becomes clear his father hasn’t been doing the best job of running it, so not only does Foster need to take over the day-to-day operations, he also needs to find new ways of bringing in revenue.

Javi has no time to dream. He and his family are migrant workers, and daily survival is a struggle, so they travel to anywhere they can get work. When they arrive in their old van, Foster arranges for Javi to help him on the farm.

To Javi’s surprise, Foster listens to his ideas and actually puts them into action. Over days that turn into weeks, they grow to like and then care for each other, but they come from two very different worlds, and they both have responsibilities to their families that neither can walk away from. Is it possible for them to discover a dream they can share? Perhaps they can plant their own and nurture it together to see it grow, if their different backgrounds don’t separate them forever.

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Foster woke up the following morning barely remembering that he’d slept. He shuffled down the stairs and into the kitchen. His mother and grandmother weren’t up, which was surprising but not concerning. After how hard they’d worked, they must have been tired. Foster started the coffee and then went back upstairs to finish getting dressed. By the time he came down once again, the coffee was ready, and he drank his first cup of the day before heading out for morning milking. Once that was done and the truck had arrived to take delivery of the milk, he was ready for breakfast.

He reached the back door as a familiar van pulled into the drive. He paused at the door and then went over to meet them.
“I thought you were arriving next week,” Foster said, hoping there wasn’t a mix-up.

Carlos Ramos looked ragged and tired. The others looked even worse as they slowly climbed out of the van. The two younger ones had hollow looks and stayed close to their mother. Javi’s eyes blazed with anger that seemed to be focused on his father.

“We…. Things didn’t work out at our last job.”

“I see.” Foster wanted to ask the details, but he figured he probably wasn’t going to get them. They had done a great job the year before. “Come on in and have some breakfast, and I’ll give you the key so you can go set up. We can’t pick for another week yet, but you can stay and get some rest if you like.” Foster could tell Carlos was on the verge of saying no.

“Breakfast would be very nice,” Maria said in a heavy accent. Foster tried to remember if she’d ever spoken to him before. Ricky and Daniela looked up at their mother in disbelief. Javi continued staring daggers at his father as Foster motioned them toward the house. There was an interesting dynamic playing out in front of him that he found curious, even if it was none of his business.

He led the way inside. Grandma Katie was already in the kitchen making breakfast. She took one look at the family that trooped in and began cracking more eggs and frying more bacon. The toaster got a heck of a workout, with his mother coming down and helping a few minutes later.

By the way they ate, Foster wondered just how long it had been since they’d had a good meal. All five of them tucked in, clearing everything on their plates. They thanked Foster and his mother and grandmother, saying very little while they sat at the table. Maria cleared the table and insisted on helping clean up. Carlos herded the others outside, and when Foster went out, he found them hauling and stacking the remains of one of the old buildings that had fallen during the winter. The building hadn’t been used in years, and Foster hadn’t had a chance to clean it up. But it seemed they were determined to work for their breakfast.

“Please be careful of any nails,” Foster said gently. The job didn’t take long and the jumbled mess was turned into a neat pile of debris. Maybe once it rained enough, he’d burn it all to get rid of it permanently. He didn’t want the fire to get out of control.

“Here’s the key,” Foster said. “Do you remember the way to the field?”

“Yes,” Javi answered, taking it. “Thank you.” Somehow Foster got the idea he was being thanked deeply for a lot more than just the key or the food. Again, there was so much going on between father and son at the moment that Foster wondered if he’d been dropped in a production of Kafka. “I’ll bring it right back.” He pocketed the key, and they all gathered back inside the van. Once Maria joined them with a bag that his grandmother had no doubt given her, they backed out of the drive, and Foster watched the van disappear before getting to work.

About the Author: 4_12 Andrew GreyAndrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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