In the Spotlight: Andrew Grey on Writing and his release The Playmaker (Dreamspinner Author Guest Blog)

Blurb

Professional football player Hunter Davis is learning that saying he’s gay is very different from actively being in a relationship with another man—especially in the eyes of his teammates and fans. So when Hunter needs a personal assistant to keep him organized, he asks for a woman to prevent tongues from wagging.

Montgomery Willis badly needs to find work before he loses everything. There’s just one position at the agency where he applies, but the problem is, he’s not a woman. And he knows nothing about football. Still, Hunter gives him a chance, but only because Monty’s desperate.

Monty soon proves his worth by saving Hunter’s bacon on an important promotional shoot, and Hunter realizes he might have someone special working for him—in more ways than one. Monty’s feelings come to the surface during an outing in the park when Hunter decides to teach Monty a bit about the game, and pictures surface of them in some questionable positions. Hunter is reminded that knowing he’s gay and seeing evidence in the papers is very different for the other players, and he might have to choose between two loves: football and Monty.

Excerpt 

“You need to go now,” Monty said from the doorway. “And when you get the chance, we should go over some of this paperwork in the office. A lot of it appears to be garbage and junk mail that I shredded, but there is other stuff I wanted to check with you about before I destroy it.”

“Okay. Put the things to go through aside.”

“Is there anything else you need before you go?” The doorbell rang, and Monty hurried to the front door. “Oh thank goodness,” Monty practically squealed, and Hunter wondered what was going on. He followed and saw Monty cradling two boxes in his arms. “You’re a lifesaver.” Monty closed the door and practically ran into him.

“What’s all this? And why are you receiving deliveries here?” he demanded, his hands on his hips.

Monty looked like he’d been slapped. “It’s some things Helen sent over for me.” He stepped back and seemed to shrink. “She said I’d need a laptop and a phone.” He set the boxes down, opened one box and pulled out a brand new iPhone and then an iBook computer from the other, still in their packaging.

“Oh.” Hunter stalked away, feeling like an ass, but he wasn’t going to let Monty see that. He grabbed his jacket and felt Monty looking him over. “What?” He glanced down at himself.

“Can we see if you have a shirt at least that doesn’t look like something worn by Richie Cunningham?” Hunter wasn’t sure what was so terrible about a plaid button-up and khakis.

“I have to go.” He slipped on his jacket.

“You have five minutes. I was pushing you to be early.”

Hunter huffed—he’d been doing that a lot lately—climbed the stairs, and took off his jacket as he stalked down the hallway. He went to his room with Monty right behind him and opened the closet.

Monty peered inside and turned back to him, looking aghast. “My God.” He moved hangers aside and continued until he reached the very end of the closet. “Thank God. There is something decent in here.” Monty pulled out a shirt that Hunter couldn’t remember having, and handed it to him. “Put this on. I bet it will look nice on you. There isn’t anything I can do with the pants, but at least….”

Hunter unbuttoned his shirt, and Monty went silent. Hunter took the new one off the hanger and shrugged it on. When he turned back to Monty, he glanced away quickly. “How does it feel?”

“Soft.” Hunter buttoned it up and then started to tuck it in.

“No. Leave it out. It will look better, and the silk is way more appealing than those pants.” Monty smoothed out the shirt and rolled up the cuffs, then stepped back and smiled. “Now you look like a million bucks.” Monty tossed him the jacket. “Go get ’em.”

“You’re coming with me,” Hunter said, and Monty squeaked and hurried out of the room and down the stairs. When Hunter caught up with him, he was pulling the phone out of its case and shoving it into his bag.

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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