Hi guys, we have Andrew Grey popping in today with his upcoming release Heart Unseen, we have a brilliant guest post and a great excerpt, so check out the post and enjoy the excerpt! <3 ~Pixie~
As a stunningly attractive man and the owner of a successful chain of auto repair garages, Trevor is used to attention, adoration, and getting what he wants. What he wants tends to be passionate, no-strings-attached flings with men he meets in clubs. He doesn’t expect anything different when he sets his sights on James. Imagine his surprise when the charm that normally brings men to their knees fails to impress. Trevor will need to drop the routine and connect with James on a meaningful level. He starts by offering to take James home, instead of James riding home with his intoxicated friend.
For James, losing his sight at a young age meant limited opportunities for social interaction. Spending most of his time working at a school for the blind has left him unfamiliar with Trevor’s world, but James has fought hard for his independence, and he knows what he wants. Right now, that means stepping outside his comfort zone and into Trevor’s heart.
Trevor is also open to exploring real love and commitment for a change, but before he can be the man James needs him to be, he’ll have to deal with the pain of his past.
I wrote six books in the Senses series and by the time the series was done, I missed them. The characters and the stories stuck with me and I had a hard time letting them go. So I decided to start a new series in the same vein. Heart Unseen is the first story in this new series. The characters for this story came to me because of a scene that played in my mind. Trevor is tall, dark, handsome and used to getting the guys he wants. When he approached James in a club and barely get the time of day, Trevor is shocked and returns to his table to lick his wounds. See James captured Trevor’s attention from across the room and that rarely happens for Trevor. The worst part is that he doesn’t understand why until a friend tells him James is blind. Intrigued, Trevor makes another attempt to speak to him. The problem is that Trevor has relied on his looks for so very long. Now he has to dig deeper and engage on a deeper level if he hopes to win James’s attention.
Trevor groaned, clenching the stem of his glass so tightly, he was lucky it didn’t snap in his hand, unable to take his eyes off James. “Fuck it.” Trevor got to his feet and strode across the room, causing a breeze as he passed Brent.
“James, is it okay if I join you?”
“Trevor?” James asked with a smile. “If you like. But I’m not very good company.”
Trevor pulled out the nearest chair and sat. “Why wouldn’t you be?”
James had tilted his head toward the dance floor as though listening for something or someone, but then turned to him. “I’m a little lost. My friend Lester said he wouldn’t be long, and I keep wondering where he is.” James leaned close. “I need to go to the bathroom and I don’t know where it is, and even if I did, trying to make it safely through all these people would be impossible.”
“Because you can’t see?” he said gently, and James nodded. Of course, that was the answer, but Trevor wanted James to know he understood what the issue was. “The bathroom is just around the corner, and I can help you.”
“But as soon as I get up, someone will take the table and then I’ll be totally lost.”
“That’s not a problem.” Trevor caught Marvin’s eye, and he came over. “James, this is Marvin. He’s one of the bouncers here.” Trevor waited while the two men shook hands. “Marvin, would you please hold the table for James while we’re gone for a few minutes?”
Marvin smirked knowingly and nodded once.
“Thanks so much.” Trevor stood and waited while James did the same and extended a collapsible white cane. Trevor glanced at Marvin, whose expression had changed completely, and nodded. Then Trevor gently guided James toward the restroom, speaking softly to let him know what was in front of him.
“You do this very well,” James said as Trevor motioned for people to get out of the way. One guy seemed oblivious until Trevor bumped into him so they could pass.
“There you are. The door is straight ahead. That’s it. We’re inside. Do you need a stall?”
Trevor guided James to an empty one and closed the door, standing guard outside. Why, he had no idea, but he wasn’t going to move. One guy approached and tilted his head questioningly toward the other stall, smiling and raking his gaze over Trevor. Usually he wasn’t one to turn down a blowjob if he could get one, but Trevor shook his head. Once the toilet flushed, he waited for James to open the door before guiding him through the steady stream of guys coming and going.
“The sink is right head of you.” He turned on the water, and James washed his hands. Trevor handed him a paper towel and then threw it away once James was done before guiding him out of the bathroom and back to the table. Word seemed to have gotten around because the way parted like the Red Sea as they passed. “Thanks, Marvin.”
“Yes, thank you,” James said as he found his chair by the wall and sat once again. “I really appreciate it.”
“No problem,” Marvin said. He had the deepest voice and always sounded like God whenever he spoke. “If you need anything, just let me know.”
“I will. Thank you.” James smiled in Marvin’s direction, but Trevor didn’t tell him that Marvin was already gone. He turned back in Trevor’s direction. “Do you need a drink?”
“I’m good for now. I have to drive home so I need to be careful.”
“You’re driving?” Trevor asked, teasingly, and James giggled. It was a gloriously joyful sound, and though he tried to cover it up and shift his laugh to a heartier sound, those few moments of abandon were pretty amazing, and Trevor was happy he got to hear them.
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.