Title: Ebb and Flow
Author: Andrew Grey
Genre:
M/M Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Aug 18 2017
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook &
Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
To achieve happiness, they’ll have to find
the courage to be their own men.
As first mate on a charter fishing boat,
Billy Ray meets a lot of people, but not one of them has made him as
uncomfortable as Skippy—because he’s drawn to Skippy as surely as the moon
pulls the tides, and he’s almost as powerless to resist. Billy Ray has spent his
life denying who he is to avoid the wrath of his religious father, and he can’t
allow anyone to see through his carefully built façade.
Skippy is only in town on business and will
have to return to Boston once he’s through. But he doesn’t count on Billy Ray
capturing his attention and touching his heart. After all, his father has
certain expectations, and one of them is not him staying in Florida.
Billy Ray doesn’t realize just how much he
and Skippy have in common, though. They’re both living to please their fathers
instead of following their own dreams—a fact that becomes painfully obvious
when they get to know each other and realize how much joy they’ve denied
themselves. While they can’t change the past, they can begin a future together
and make up for lost time—as long as they’re willing to face the consequences
of charting their own course.
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Excerpt:
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Excerpt:
To say that Billy Ray Lowell was
uncomfortable would be a supreme understatement. Hell, it was like saying a
hurricane was a nice, refreshing breeze. Billy Ray knew he liked boys—he’d
figured that out a while ago. The problem was, he was with four other men who
did too, and he felt like they knew what he was like. He wondered if they’d say
something or if they could read his mind or something. Skippy kept watching
him, and he had a hard—pun intended—time taking his attention away from him.
Skippy was a little smaller than him, but compact and with great blue eyes the
color of the water on the sunniest day, framed by dark blond hair that would
probably lighten if he spent more time in the sun, and a golden complexion.
“Billy Ray,” Bubba said, and he jumped to
bait Jerry’s hook, then moved on to Kyle’s. He was doing his best to avoid
Skippy and leave him to Bubba, but it wasn’t working, and every time he got
close to him, his cologne, which was really nice and probably a lot more
expensive than the deodorant Billy Ray wore, drew him like a moth to flame. It
was clean, with an undertone of heat that sent ripples running down Billy Ray’s
back.
“I got one,” Skippy called, cranking the
reel as the pole bent.
Billy Ray got the net as a huge grouper
broke the water. He scooped it up and took the hook out, then slid the amazing
fish into the box and covered it with ice. “Great catch. I think that’s about
the biggest one I’ve seen in a while,” he told Skippy, who grinned from ear to
ear, and damned if that didn’t make Billy Ray’s heart thump a little faster. He
needed to get his head in the game and out of his pants, or he was going to
fall in or something.
“Good eating tonight,” Skippy declared, and
the others echoed his sentiment. “We figured we’d cook what we catch tonight,
so you come on by the house and join us if you like. I’ll give you the address.
I have it in my bag. There’s nothing like a fresh catch.”
“I agree with that,” Bubba said, and Billy
Ray nodded. If Bubba was going to this party, he couldn’t very well stay away
and not look like a jerk. “Bait his line and let’s see if there’s another one
down there.”
Billy Ray jumped to, but the lines had gone
slack, so Bubba made the call to haul them up and started the engine to move
them on. While they moved, Billy Ray baited all the hooks and cut up some more
bait so it would be ready for their next stop. He also washed down the decking
from where one of the fish had bled a little. When they stopped, he secured
them in place with the anchor, and they repeated the process of making sure the
boat was in position. Then the guys started fishing, and once again Skippy
pulled up a beauty. It was definitely his day.
As Billy Ray unhooked the fish, its fin
scraped along his hand, cutting the back of it. He jerked, dropping the fish.
Bubba got the fish in the bucket. “Go wash
it.”
“Kyle’s a doctor,” Skippy said, taking
Billy Ray’s hand, and before Billy Ray could do anything to protest, Skippy had
tugged him over.
“We need to get his wound cleaned right
away.” Kyle put his pole in the holder and hurried to his bag. “Sit right there,
and I’ll have you fixed up in no time.”
“This happens sometimes. It’s no big deal.”
Billy Ray would have just used something to cover the cut and then gone back to
work. That was what he usually did, unless the cut was pretty bad.
“Just sit down.” Kyle sat next to him and
cleaned the wound. Billy Ray hissed but didn’t cry out even when the alcohol
burned. “The fish carry bacteria, and a cut like this can get infected easily.”
Kyle had a gentle grip, but it didn’t make his stomach do little flips, not the
way the slightest touch from Skippy did. Billy Ray wished he knew what was
causing it so he could make it stop. It wasn’t as though he was going to do
anything about it. Skippy was a rich guy from up north, and he was a poor
Southern kid who lived in the same town where he was born and had never gone
anywhere or seen anything.
“Is it deep?”
Kyle shook his head as he worked. “No. But
I want to bandage it well enough that you can work without getting it dirty.”
He finished with the bandage and put his things away.
Billy Ray thanked Kyle and got back to
work, raising the anchor so they could move to their next spot.
“We’re going to be traveling for a while,”
Bubba said from the pilot location.
“Then we should eat,” Steven declared,
pulling open the cooler. “I have plenty for everyone.” He took out containers
of fried chicken, cold salads, fruit, and drinks. It was like a miniature
buffet, and Billy Ray’s mouth watered.
“It’s all right,” Bubba told him. Usually
the rule was to let the guests eat. They often offered some of what they
brought, but Bubba and Mike thought it best to remain separate and do their
job. “Go ahead. These guys are different. They’re friends of Mike and
William’s.”
“Have something,” Skippy offered as he sat
down. “Steven always packs more than we can eat, and he gets the best food.
Help yourself.” He handed a plate to Billy Ray, who hesitated before taking it,
watching the others as they talked among themselves in such a good-natured way.
They seemed so… normal.
“Thanks.” Billy Ray took a little of
everything and then sat off to the side while the five friends sat together. Or
maybe it was just four friends and a guest. Alec, the youngest of the group,
sat slightly away from the others and ate quietly while the rest talked
nonstop, poking fun at each other as they sped out to their next fishing
location.
Author Information
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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