About Spoken
by Sean Michael
215 pages / 63500 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-640-7, 1-60370-640-2
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Kendall thinks he's stuffy, boring, and losing his lover, Eric. He and Eric survived a terrible cancer scare together, but now it seems like Eric is determined to live life to its fullest. Without Kendall. Eric is out every night and every weekend without him, and Kendall is worried that Eric is having an affair.
Eric knows now that life is too short to spend it wanting things and not going after them. He wants Kendall, but he also wants to explore his fantasies, things he's been dreaming of all his life. When Eric gets a chance to go to the Hammer, a premiere BDSM club, he jumps at the chance, hoping to find a way to introduce Kendall to the kinds of games he wants to play.
When Eric realizes that Kendall is terrified that they're drifting apart, he tries to ease Kendall into the lifestyle he finds so intriguing. Can Eric convince Kendall that he doesn't want to leave, that he just wants them to try new things? Or will Kendall run from the things that scare him, even at the risk of losing Eric?
Other novels in the popular Hammer series include Bent and Forged!
Review
Sample
It was a beautiful night. The moon was out, the jasmine was blooming. Kendall had made Beef Wellington and a crème brulée. He'd shaved and bathed and dressed up just a little and...
Well.
Eric had called while he was in the shower. "Kenny, I'm meeting up with some of the guys, going out for a couple of beers, maybe a movie. If you want to come, give me a call, we'll hook up."
Hook up.
Like they hadn't been together nine years.
He'd fed the beef to Oz and Murphy, the Shih Tzus snarfing it up. He'd cleaned the kitchen, made some tea, and curled up in the bed with his dessert and an ear worn copy of The Garden of Last Days.
It was still a beautiful night. Three years ago, Eric had been too sick to go out for beers.
Or learn to ride motorcycles.
Or bungee jump.
Now, after chemo and surgery and everything, Eric could.
Hook up.
Like he was some teenager and Eric didn't know that he'd come home after work and cook.
He heard the door somewhere around midnight, opening and closing, and then sounds from the kitchen. He closed his book and put it on the bedside table, left the light on for Eric to see, and stretched out along the edge of the bed. He'd be able to sleep now, since Eric was home safe.
Or he would have been able to if there hadn't been a commotion from the kitchen. Something fell and smashed, Oz and Murphy starting to bark.