Blog Tour and Giveaway: Eastern Cowboy by Andrew Grey
Author: Andrew Grey
Series: NA
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Mar 16 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook &
Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
Brighton McKenzie inherited one of the
last pieces of farmland in suburban Baltimore. It has been in his
family since Maryland was a colony, though it has lain fallow for
years. Selling it for development would be easy, but Brighton wants
to honor his grandfather's wishes and work it again. Unfortunately,
an accident left him relying on a cane, so he’ll need help. Tanner
Houghton used to work on a ranch in Montana until a vengeful ex got
him fired because of his sexuality. He comes to Maryland at the
invitation of his cousin and is thrilled to have a chance to get back
to the kind of work he loves.
Brighton is instantly drawn to the
intensely handsome and huge Tanner—he’s everything Brighton likes
in a man, though he holds back because Tanner is an employee, and
because he can’t understand why a man as virile as Tanner would be
interested in him. But that isn’t the worst of their problems. They
have to face the machinations of Brighton's aunt, Tanner’s ex
suddenly wanting him back, and the need to find a way to make the
farm financially viable before they lose it.
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Excerpt
Mr. Granger opened the file. “The
last will and testament of Edward McKenzie,” he said ceremoniously
and then began to read.
“To start with I’d like to deal
with my daughter Vera Westbridge. Vera, honey, I know you and that
man you married are counting on the proceeds of the farm for your
retirement. Well, I got to tell you, nobody gave me anything. I
worked my entire life on that land, and no one is going to use it so
they can sit on their butt in Florida or some other place and bake
their brains out. It’s time you did for yourself, so I’m leaving
you fifty thousand dollars. It’s not enough to retire on, but
that’s life. You need to stand on your own two feet, so I’m
giving you a shove.”
Aunt Vera gasped and looked at Uncle
Raymond, her mouth hanging open like a startled fish. She didn’t
move or breathe for a long time and then burst into tears.
Mr. Granger continued, “There’s no
use crying. It isn’t going to do you no good because there’s no
one around to hear it who cares. You always turned on the waterworks
when you wanted something, and most everyone gave in. Well, now I’m
dead, so I don’t care how much you cry.” It appeared to Brighton
that Mr. Granger was getting a little kick out of this, but he was
too good a lawyer to say anything or let it show on his face.
“After all I did for him. His own
daughter, and he did this to me.” She sniffled, and Uncle Raymond
did his best to soothe her. However, that didn’t last long as the
realization of what was about to happen sank in. Her expression
darkened, and she glowered at Brianne and Brighton.
“For my granddaughter, Brianne
McKenzie. Dear, you never needed anything from anyone. You have a
firm head on your shoulders, and I know you’ll go far. I leave you
fifty thousand dollars to do with as you see fit. I hope you continue
with your schooling and change the world.” Mr. Granger looked up
from where he was reading and smiled at Brianne, who seemed very
pleased and excited. That would go a long way to ensuring a good
start for her.
Brighton breathed a slight sigh of
relief.
“For my other grandchildren, I leave
ten thousand dollars each. I’m not specifically naming them, but
they include Vera and Raymond’s children. Granger will ensure they
each get their share. Now to my grandson, Brighton McKenzie.
Brighton, I leave you the rest of my estate, including the farm, its
contents, and any other money, on the provision that you live there
for at least two years, at which point everything is yours. You are
free to sell the farm, but if you do so within the first two years,
the proceeds will be split evenly among yourself, Brianne, and my
daughter Vera.” The lawyer paused, and Brighton gasped as the
weight of what was happening fell on him. Brighton was so shocked he
barely had the ability to draw air. “After your parents were killed
by the drunk driver, you stepped up and raised your sister almost on
your own. You had help from your aunt and uncle as well as myself,
but by and large you did what needed to be done, fighting all of us
sometimes to make sure you could do what you thought was right. I
know we had some really whooping matches, but I was never mad at you.
You stood up to all of us, and that makes you a man. You also put
your own life on hold and worked as hard as you could to see to it
that Brianne got through school.”
Brighton looked to Brianne. He had
never talked about what he’d done for her. That had been between
them.
“Your grandfather knew a great deal
about you,” Mr. Granger said. “He was very intelligent and
observant, and he seemed to know what was going on within his
family.”
“So he gets the farm? He can’t even
walk very well. How is he supposed to take care of it?” Aunt Vera
said.
Brighton opened his mouth to argue, but
Mr. Granger cleared his throat and returned to the will. “Now I
know that my daughter Vera will try to persuade you to simply sell
the land so she can get her hands on the money, and you are free to
do that if you wish, but it is my hope that you will live on the farm
and let it become part of you. That land has been in our family since
Colonial times, longer than this country has existed. Listen to your
own heart and make up your own mind.” Mr. Granger stopped. “The
rest of the will contains stipulations should any of the recipients
not survive him and so on. They do not pertain to you at this time.”
His aunt practically jumped to her
feet. “I want a copy of this will so I can have my attorney look at
it. Daddy gave me a copy of his will three years ago, and it was
nothing like this.”
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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