Ethan isn’t good at first impressions. His job often gets in the way. It’s his dream job, one which suits Ethan’s big heart to a tee. His chosen career isn’t conducive to forming meaningful relationships, however, and it hasn’t really bothered him until now.
Then Alex appears on the scene… Bookish, shy, but gorgeous Alex, who might be put off by bad first impressions, and who Ethan thinks is quite possibly the most beautiful man he’s ever set eyes on.
Alex’s first impression of Ethan is not a particularly good one. In fact, he thinks the man is a raving lunatic, and their second and third encounter does nothing to change his opinion.
Ethan has his work cut out for him, if he is to pursue any kind of meaningful relationship with the irresistible Alex.
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Niall doesn’t speak to his neighbours. He doesn’t speak to anyone. Avoiding conversation is easier than the pity and impatience he senses from everyone the moment he opens his mouth and nothing comes out. Since he split up with his partner years before, he hasn’t had much to do with anyone and that has suited him just fine. He has his dog, Zen, for company. Zen doesn’t care that Niall can’t get through an entire sentence without stuttering. Zen is all Niall needs. And that’s how it would have stayed until the day a new neighbour moves in next door.
Zak is Niall’s exact opposite, twenty three years Niall’s junior, bubbly, gregarious and never shuts up. His arrival fills Niall’s quiet life with constant noise and constant company. Zen seems to have defected and Zak doesn’t seem to even notice that Niall rarely speaks. Gradually Zak’s endless patience brings Niall out of his shell. To Niall’s surprise, he suddenly has a friend, a confidant and perhaps something more, and he didn’t even have to say a word.
Not a Word was also written for Goodreads’ Love is an Open Road event. A longer, revised edition is currently in editing and about to be released by Beaten Track Publishing. Watch this space.
Okay, so perhaps watching your new neighbour from behind the ivy on your porch and making notes on his movements might seem a little creepy. Actually it’s a lot creepy, but I’ve convinced myself it’s research for a book I’m about to write. I am a writer, so it sounds legit, right?
Oh, god, I’m a creep. My neighbour is gorgeous, and quite possibly young enough to be my son. I can’t stop watching him. There’s an air of sadness about him that I just find irresistible. I’m obsessed. I’m going to get stuck with a restraining order for sure. Go over and speak to him? That would be far too simple. Still, I’ll give it some consideration. All I want is to see him smile.
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