Book Title: Surrounded by Silence
Author: Eric Huffbind
Cover Artist: Eric Huffbind
Release Date: October 14, 2020
Genre/s: Contemporary Gay Male Romance
Trope/s: Billionaires, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Divorce, Middle Age
Themes: Learning what it means to be selfless rather than selfish.
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 71 000 words/259 pages
This is a sequel to The Rescuer, but can be read as a stand-alone.
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Lonely billionaire, Samuel Barron, has finally met someone he finds himself falling for, but can he handle a romance for a gentleman whose entire world is surrounded by silence?
After public humiliation, Sam Barron has come to the realization his billions can’t buy him love or happiness. Despondent and feeling like his life is in a downward spiral, he comes to realize he needs some professional help. Despite trepidations, Sam turns to Jason Parker, a social worker who at his heart, is a rescuer. Even though Sam had been so hateful towards him in the past, Jason can’t help but think Sam deserves to suffer. Jason tells Sam straight out, “You’re a spoiled brat without a shred of humility!”
Jason has deep concerns about helping Sam, but might be willing, if Sam volunteers at a soup kitchen. Grudgingly, Sam accepts Jason’s condition, and while performing his volunteer work, meets the flirtatious Noah Wagner. Noah is close in age, attractive, and Sam likes the way he feels whenever he’s around him. Noah is the first person Sam has known who is profoundly deaf. So, how is Sam to navigate a romantic interest with a man who can’t hear a word he says?
Surrounded by Silence, a Contemporary Gay Male Romance, is a sequel to Mr. Huffbind’s debut novel, The Rescuer. However, this book can be read as a stand-alone. If you enjoy a story where the villain becomes the hero, you will love Surrounded by Silence.
“It’s very nice to meet you as well,” Corey replied with a smile. “I’ll just excuse myself and give you two some privacy. And… I really should be going.” He gave Sam a quick peck on the cheek. “Give me a call. Let me know when you want to get together again.” He turned away and retrieved his jacket from the front coat closet. Opened the front door, and said as he left, “Goodbye, gentlemen.”
Kenneth smirked, “I am not stupid, Sam. That man is not your date. He’s nothing more than a high-class prostitute! Who do you think you’re fooling?”
“Apparently, I’m not fooling you! Not that it’s any of your business.”
Kenneth, acting very solemn, said, “Listen, big brother, can we sit down?”
“Sure thing. Let’s sit at the kitchen table. Can I get you some coffee?”
Moving over to the kitchen table, he sat down. “I’d love a cup.” Sam moved into the kitchen and grabbed a large mug from his cupboard, poured the coffee, grabbed his brother’s favorite sweetened creamer from his refrigerator, and sat down at the table, placing the mug in front of his brother.
Kenneth continued, “Sam, you’re right. It is none of my business. It’s your life, and you need to live it as you see fit, but at least hear me out. Can you do that for me?” Sam nodded his head, indicating his answer was yes. “It’s been months and months since the shit hit the fan, and I understand how difficult the public humiliation has been for you, not to mention your marriage ending. However, under the circumstances, your marriage was a sham, anyways. It’s time that you move on with your life, and by that, I mean your love life. Why do you think you need to hire the services of a high-class whore? And I’m not saying that to be disrespectful!”
Sam sighed and said, “I’m lonely. I suppose, even if Patsy was the wrong gender, she still was some human companionship.”
“I understand your need for companionship, and I also understand your need to have a sex life. You’re nearly fifty-years old, and God knows the whole world already is aware that you’re gay.”
“Fifty! I’m not even forty-nine yet,” Sam retorted.
“My apologies. Going on, if I may, I know you spent decades hiding who you were, and all the shame you felt for who and what you are, and I’m terribly sorry for what you went through. But, for God’s sake, Dad is dead, so who gives a fuck what he would’ve thought? And you can’t keep torturing yourself over what the public thinks! Regardless, you built Viatone into the successful corporation it is. You should be proud of that. And if you want some companionship, then start looking for appropriate men to date. There’s no reason why you can’t have the human companionship of another guy and get laid at the same time. In other words, you need a proper boyfriend, and better yet, a husband.”
Sam started to fidget, and cleared his throat. “What guy is going to want me, a humiliated spectacle in the media?”
“I promise, Sam, somewhere there’s a decent guy out there for you. Everybody is always bragging about how good looking you still are! Hell, what guy wouldn’t want a billionaire for a boyfriend? Not that you want somebody who’s only interested in your money, either. You don’t need that! Still… you have to try. I don’t know how much you’re spending for Corey’s company, but I don’t think he can fill this empty spot you seem to have. It might help to talk to a professional. Get some therapy to help you through this life transition.”
“It’s not just the public humiliation,” Sam reassured. “I’m riddled with guilt. I’ve been an arrogant asshole to people who didn’t deserve it, and the guilt is eating me up inside.”
Kenneth flared his eyebrows upward. “Have you apologized to these individuals?”
“Yes, I have, but that doesn’t mean they’ve forgiven me. I don’t know if they’ll ever forgive me, and I don’t blame them. I blame myself.”
“That’s even more reason I think you should get help. Maybe these people won’t forgive you, but you need to forgive yourself.” Sam’s eyes welled up with tears. “Look at it this way, even an arrogant asshole deserves some happiness.” Kenneth reached around with his hand and started rubbing Sam’s back, attempting to give him some comfort.
“You really think some guy would want me?” Sam asked. “This is me we’re talking about! Mocked on every media outlet!”
“First of all, that was months ago. It’s yesterday’s news. Stop worrying about things you have no control over. Where has it gotten you? A marriage you had no business being in, and turned you into an arrogant asshole, as you eloquently put it. Please… just talk to someone. Knowing you… you should have no trouble finding the best therapist money can buy.
About the Author
Eric Huffbind is a man of many talents. Over the course of his lifetime, he has worked as a Registered Nurse, a Travel Agent, and an Uber driver. He characterizes himself as a hopeless romantic and is the eternal social butterfly. Among his passionate interests are history, genealogy, romance books, and travel.
Although his novels focus on the romantic relationship of two gay men, regardless of your sexual orientation, his stories are meant to rekindle the spirit and euphoria of falling in love.
Eric is a lifelong resident of Southwest Ohio. Born in Cincinnati, Ohio, he currently resides in West Chester, Ohio with his husband Paul and their Pomeranian, Linus.
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