Today is Release Day for the newest book by Andrew Grey, and I have to tell you, it’s a wonderful read! Inside Out is a bit different in all the best ways, and in the vein of such works as Taken and Stranded, has a bit more grit than some of his others. . . Oh, and it’s on sale (30% off) at DSP, now thru Nov 30th!
Take a moment to check out the great excerpt and my full review below.
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Title: Inside Out
Author: Andrew Grey
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: November 25th 2013
Genre: M/M, Contemporary, Romance
Length: 200 pages
Source: Author in exchange for honest review
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Former mercenary Bull Krebbs now heads up security at his nightclub in Harrisburg, PA. Working the door night after night, he’s seen it all. Though tough on the outside, he’s a little hurt that people find him unapproachable. Then he pulls a cute twink out of line to perform a random search, and he’s surprised when the guy giggles and squirms.
Zach Spencer, graphic artist, twink, and seriously ticklish, isn’t intimidated by Bull. He’s in awe, and when Bull saves Zach from being trampled on the dance floor, Zach finds his inspiration for the superhero in his graphic novel.
Soon Zach wants more and makes his move by asking Bull on a date. Though small, he has a backbone of steel. He’ll need it—their happily ever after is thwarted at every turn, including by Bull’s interloping mother showing up unannounced and enemies from Bull’s past threatening to pull him to the other side of the world.
By ten thirty, the line was long and becoming restless, because every twink, leather daddy, boy, slave, and dude in town wanted to see the members of the Philadelphia Inferno strip it all off, or as close to all as you could come in Harrisburg. A few fights broke out in line, and Bull either pulled men apart or used the towels to break them apart. He also sent those groups to the end of the line, which meant they were screwed for seeing the show. That ended the fight in a fucking hurry. No one wanted to land in nightclub purgatory, not after waiting an hour already. At ten minutes before eleven, a group of men approached the front of the line. They talked excitedly, and when their turn came, they stepped forward. There were three of them, all looking about twenty-one or twenty-two. He carded them. “I need to search you,” Bull told the first one.
The kid stepped forward and lifted his arms. “Search away, hot stuff,” he said, and as soon as Bull touched him, he began to giggle like a ten-year-old. Bull ignored it and checked the kid’s belt and up his back, then down his chest. All the while the kid was giggling and squirming like a demented belly dancer.
“Please empty your pockets,” Bull told him, and the kid turned out his pockets. Bull checked down his pant legs, and the kid began giggling again. “You got a problem?”
“You’re tickling me,” the kid said. Bull straightened up and crossed his arms over his chest.
“That’s some act, kid. What are you hiding?” Bull asked. He’d seen more tries at distraction than he could remember, but this was definitely a new one.
“Nothing. I’m just ticklish,” the kid said, the smile slipping from his adorably cute face and some of the light slipping from his eyes. What surprised Bull wasn’t the way the kid stared back at him—something almost no one did—or the way his bottom lip stuck out just enough to make Bull want to smile. It was the disappointment he felt that the kid wasn’t grinning anymore, because maybe he’d been smiling at him. Bull blinked that thought out of his mind. Pushing it away, he contemplated whether he should let the kid in.
“See how you react when someone’s touching all your sensitive spots.” Bull was about to tell the kid to take off when he reached out and ran his fingers over Bull’s belly. “Aren’t you ticklish?” he asked and continued working the tips of his long, slender fingers over Bull’s T-shirt.
Bull had to work not to crack a smile. Not because it tickled in the least, but because this kid would be forward enough to actually touch him. “No,” he snapped. “Move on inside before I change my mind.”
The kid pulled back his hand and lifted big brown puppy eyes to him for a few seconds before heading into the club. Bull swore softly to himself as he watched the kid walk away. When he returned his attention to where it should have been the entire time, he saw Greg, the other bouncer working the door, staring at him with a stupid grin on his face. Bull growled at him, and Greg turned back to the line, continuing to let people inside.
There was so much to this wonderfully written story that drew me in, kept me, and made me melt!
Inside Out is the story of Bull—huge, ex-merc turned club owner and bouncer—and Zack—graphic artist and adorably ticklish, shy twink. And no, there is nothing stereotypical about their love. When Zack’s taking out for his birthday he meets Bull, the sexy bouncer that rescues him not once, but twice, not only igniting his libido, but his creativity as well. Before long Zack is back, asking for an interview of sorts, as he’s turned Bull into a comic character.
I loved watching these two wounded souls dance closer and closer together all the while wrestling with demons from the past, one that endangers not only their chances at a HEA, but their very lives. The characters were perfectly written, engaging, and so sweet to read along with that I didn’t want to put the book down when done (yes, I’ve already reread it once, lol). The world they inhabit is real, as in the places and some of the situations, and the pains each man has had to endure are, sadly, all too real. From loss of loved ones to Bull’s vile mother appearing on Bull’s doorstep during their first real date—which Zach handled beautifully!—this is one story that is more than a Must Read, it’s a Must Reread. Oh, and the cover. . . Yeah, Jackman is the perfect Bull! *swoon*
ANDREW GREY 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.