Hi guys, we have Andrew Grey popping in for a quick visit with his upcoming release Poppy’s Secret, we have a brilliant guest post where we learn of the inspiration behind Poppy’s Secret and we have a great excerpt, so guys, check out the post and enjoy! ❤ ~Pixie~
A second chance born of love.
Pat Corrigan and Edgerton “Edge” Winters were ready to start a family—or so Pat thought. At the last minute, Edge got cold feet and fled. Pat didn’t bother telling him the conception had already gone through and little Emma was on her way. He didn’t want a relationship based on obligation. He’d rather raise his daughter on his own.
Nine years later, Emma and her Poppy are doing fine. Edge isn’t. He realizes what he threw away by leaving, and he’s back to turn his life around and reclaim his family. It’ll take a lot to prove to Pat that he’s a new man, and even if Edge succeeds, the secret Pat has hidden for years might shatter their dreams all over again.
This story is all because of Poppy Dennison. She said she liked secret baby books at a conference we were at a year ago and of course that got me thinking about secret baby books and how the MM genre isn’t conducive to them. But of course my head kept churning and turning to the point where I started to develop this story. So of course I contacted my editor and told her my idea. She loved it and put it on the schedule… the rest as they say is history. I do want to say something about the title. Because the entire idea for the story started with Poppy, I was determined to make her part of the story. And it happened in more ways than I thought possible. So Poppy Dennison, this one is for you. You asked for it, you got it… and I hope you’re happy with it. I know I am.
“Vodka, straight up,” Pat said when he got the bartender’s attention. He paid and downed the liquor in a single gulp. He thought about getting another, but that wasn’t going to do him any good. This wasn’t his life any longer, he saw that now, and he had so many other things he needed to be doing.
Pat thanked the bartender, tipped him, and headed for the door. The club was packed, so he had to wind his way through the throngs of people to get to the exit. He’d nearly made it when he bumped straight on into a very large guy in a tight white shirt. Pat lifted his gaze and was already apologizing when he looked into familiar blue eyes. “Son of a bitch,” Pat swore, and his lips curled downward. “What are the fucking chances?” He moved around the man and toward the door, getting away from him as quickly as he possibly could. He made it to the door and bounded through, already starting to turn to head toward his car before someone grabbed his arm.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Edgerton Winters said. “You don’t need to act like an ass.”
“You’re right, Edge, I don’t need to, but it’s actually a pleasure.” Pat smiled insincerely and then snapped his arm away from him. “I have things I need to do.”
“Like the Tweedle Triplets in there?” Edge spat.
“No. But if you hurry, I bet you can catch them before they find someone else. They should be right up your alley. At least that was what you wanted nine years ago.” He glared at Edge and then turned once again, heading farther away from the exit. He needed to get out of there and back home.
“We all grow up eventually,” Edge said from behind him.
“Then congratulations,” Pat called over his shoulder and picked up his pace. The last thing he needed was Edge back in town. Hopefully he’d get the message that he was persona non grata and leave him alone. Though that had never been Edge’s style.
Pat reached his car and got in, then drove back to his house. The one saving grace was that he’d bought the house after he and Edge separated, so maybe it would take some time before Edge found him. Pat pulled into the driveway and parked the car as his phone rang. He checked the display and answered his mother’s call.
“Edgerton is back in town,” she said without preamble. “You know I always liked him, even if he got cold feet and all. So I thought….”
“You thought that if you called and could connive your way into getting Edge back into my life that you could have your perfect son-in-law back, which is what you always wanted.” He thought it was pretty sick that his mother liked his ex-husband more than she did her own son, even after nine years and him dumping Pat the way he had. “Fat chance, Mother. I’m not letting that bastard back into my life, and he certainly isn’t going to see Emma.”
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.