Thursday, July 30, 2015

Andrew Grey's a Spirit without Borders ☣Review & Guest Post♡

a Spirit without Borders
Author: Andrew Grey
Series: Stand Alone
Genre: M/M Contemporary
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: July 19 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print

Dillon McDowell, an infectious disease specialist, jumps at the opportunity to work with Doctors Without Borders in Liberia. But when he arrives, things are very different than he expected, and he’s out of his depth. Will Scarlet takes him under his wing and helps him adjust. A hint of normalcy comes when a group of local boys invite Dillon to play soccer.
Will’s family rejected him for being gay, and he’s closed off his heart. Even though meeting Dillon opens him to the possibility of love, he’s wary. They come from different worlds, and Will plans to volunteer for another stint overseas. But Will realizes what Dillon means to him when Dillon becomes ill, and they can no longer deny their feelings.
When Dillon’s soccer friends lose their parents and aunt to disease, Will and Dillon must work together to ensure that the boys aren’t cast adrift in a society that’s afraid they might be contagious.  They must also decide if their feelings are real or just the result of proximity and hardship. 

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“She helped me when I first arrived.” Dillon would have shaken hands, but she made no effort to, and Dillon thought it best. He’d noticed that casual contact between staff members seemed limited.
“Welcome,” she said. “I am sorry I was short with you when you arrived.”
“Nothing to apologize for. You were busy.” Dillon tried to stifle the yawn that formed, but he couldn’t. Dillon wondered if he should go back to bed or if he should check on patients. Will made the decision for him.
“Call if you need anything at all,” Will said to Teta and turned to walk back toward their quarters.
“I wasn’t sure if we should just get to work,” Dillon said.
“There’s always more work to do, but sometimes sleep is the best medicine, for them and for us. Get some rest—you’re going to need it.” Will placed a hand on his shoulder as soon as they entered their room. It didn’t remain there long, but it was enough to send heat coursing through Dillon. He was so tempted to shift closer to Will, but the hand slipped away. Dillon didn’t move, waiting for what came next, but Will’s bed creaked, and Dillon took off his shoes and climbed into his own.
Hot breath ghosted over Dillon’s lips. A warm hand slipped beneath his shirt, making little circles on his belly. Dillon luxuriated in the feel of that firm, caressing hand. He smiled and slowly reached upward, wrapping his arms around Will’s neck, pressing their lips together in a demanding kiss. Will tasted just the way Dillon had thought he would, like the outdoors, as if trees and flowers had coalesced into a man. He whimpered softly as Will’s kiss became more demanding and he tweaked Dillon’s nipple before starting a slow journey down his chest and over his belly. Will paused at his belt, and when Dillon sucked in his breath, Will continued further, brushing against his cock, encircling him with strong fingers, squeezing delightfully.
“Dillon, are you all right?” A hand pressed to his forehead, and Dillon snapped awake, the dream that had surrounded him so amazingly popping like a soap bubble.
“Yeah,” he said breathlessly.
“You were muttering in your sleep and seemed restless.” Will removed his hand and stepped back. Dillon instantly missed the gentle touch. “I hated to wake you, but….”
“I’m sorry if I woke you.” Dillon took a deep breath, the dream, which had been so deliciously vivid, already fading. “What time is it?”
“About four,” Will answered. “Go back to sleep.”
Dillon heard Will go back to bed, and he rolled over onto his side away from Will and tried not to center his concentration on where Will had touched him. He wasn’t a teenager and had had relationships before. He was just hypersensitive because of the new surroundings and being so far away from everything familiar. At least that was what he told himself as he tried to go back to sleep.

A Spirit without Borders became one of my favorite Andrew Grey books. He always seems to deal with real life issues or problems that people could have in real life then finding the perfect way to deal with them. The way they are written puts me in the book whether I feel as if I am part of the main character or just watching from above as everything is happening. I absolutely love his writing and how he handles all these issues. 

He also has great characters who support the story. Dillon who is extremely wealthy and an excellent infectious disease Doctor is being sent to Dr's without Borders program in Africa to learn some humility and how to be a team player to help fight Ebola. Will who has been infected with Ebola before and works tirelessly to help others fight it has only 3 more months left on his time before he leaves. Both are gay but being in a foreign country it isn't safe to advertise that fact. I love how the attraction isn't apparent to either one for a while but when they both figure it out it is on! These two are so interesting to read. Will is completely alone in the world while Dillon is constantly fighting with his parents trying to force them to realize he is in fact gay. It becomes fast apparent these two needed each other. 

Fighting this disease forges a bond between these two and several kids that is so fantastic to read. The pain and sadness that is in the pages as well as the joy and fun are all things that is so well written I could close my eyes and practically hear them. I highly recommend this book for anyone looking for just a great story and a wonderful romance.  

Social media an overall bane of the world? Or like most things used wrongly and excessively? 
Both.  Sometimes the whole social media thing because so very overwhelming.  There are so many to choose form and it can suck away all your time.  I found that as long as I stick with one or two media and don’t try to do them all, I’m good.  I do Facebook extensively and I tweet.  I found out a while ago, that I had to limit my time on all social media or I’d never get any work done.  So I write blog posts and post them or I take pictures and for posting.  I try my best to keep things easy on myself. 
There are things about social media that bother me.  Facebook direct messaging.  I use it to communicate with some friends, but the people who troll for sex and things like that are such a waste of my time.  If you really want to get in touch with me, please send an email, I respond to them all.  But that I can do in my own time and it’s so much easier.  (In the time it took me to write this post, 3 people messaged me.  Two were big boobed girls.  Can you saw barking up the wrong tree?)
Don’t get me wrong, I try my best to answer my Facebook messages, but I can’t stop working every time I get messaged or I could get nowhere.  It’s just not my preferred method of communication.  See sometimes social media is the bane of the world.   But I love the contact with readers and friends.    

Author Information

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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