The Romantical Adventures of Whit & Eddie Series by Frank W. Butterfield

Howdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my first romantical adventure with my new boyfriend, Whit Hall. I'm 52 and a big bear of a guy. Whit is 35 and a tall, muscled retired pro football player. Apparently, opposites do attract! Funny thing is, though... Whit knows more about classic movies than me and, it turns out, he loves 70s music as much as I do... Maybe we're not so different, after all.. moreHowdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my first romantical adventure with my new boyfriend, Whit Hall. I'm 52 and a big bear of a guy. Whit is 35 and a tall, muscled retired pro football player. Apparently, opposites do attract! Funny thing is, though... Whit knows more about classic movies than me and, it turns out, he loves 70s music as much as I do... Maybe we're not so different, after all... Anyway, we're here on Mo'orea, the island next door to Tahiti, and it's amazing! We've got a nice bungalow over a beautiful harbor and, well, it's beyond romantic... What you might not know is that Whit and I have only known each other for a few days. And, even though we had a rocky start, the topic of marriage has already come up. Too soon? Probably... And like the song says, we're getting to know each other... Only thing is... There's this guy who's following us around the island and he might be taking pics of us because, well, it's a big deal when Whit Hall, only son of a big-time megachurch preacher who hangs with Trump, turns out to be gay... I hope the internet doesn't find out! less

Howdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my second romantical adventure with my new boyfriend, Whit Hall. Well, we're back in Daytona Beach and have been for about five weeks. After everything went down with Whit's family in East Texas, it sure has been nice just to be here, getting to know each other more and more every day. Mostly, we've been watching old Perry Mason episodes on DVD and eating lots of pizza. But Whit has been going to the gym every day. I go too... Sometimes... Anyway... moreHowdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my second romantical adventure with my new boyfriend, Whit Hall. Well, we're back in Daytona Beach and have been for about five weeks. After everything went down with Whit's family in East Texas, it sure has been nice just to be here, getting to know each other more and more every day. Mostly, we've been watching old Perry Mason episodes on DVD and eating lots of pizza. But Whit has been going to the gym every day. I go too... Sometimes... Anyway... We woke up this morning and were both freezing! We just had a cold snap. They're rare in North Central Florida, but they do happen. And, on top of all that, the heater has gone out. But, cuddled up next to Whit is keeping us both warm, so I guess it might be not so bad. You know how weird it is when you thought someone was dead but then you find out they aren't? Kinda freaky, right? Well, that's what's just happened. See, there's this guy who used to be a private detective here in town with his husband who was an attorney. And that was way back in the day. They left Daytona in the 50s and moved down to Fort Lauderdale. I think they were required to do so by the gay committee or something like that. Anyway, I just got a call from a guy who says that Ronnie Grisham (he's the private eye I mentioned) is not only alive, but he's living in a big house over on the beachside. Not only that, he's 102 years old and he wants to see me. Wow! Whit and I are on our way over right now. I have a feeling something big is about to go down. I can't wait to find out what happens next! less

Howdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my third romantical adventure with my new husband, Whit Hall. OMG! Can you believe we got married? Well, anyway, we did and it's been three and change mostly blissful months and, well, that thing that everyone asks us about still hasn't happened... Not that I'm in any sort of rush. Whit and I still have lots of fun in all sorts of, uh, creative ways... moreHowdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my third romantical adventure with my new husband, Whit Hall. OMG! Can you believe we got married? Well, anyway, we did and it's been three and change mostly blissful months and, well, that thing that everyone asks us about still hasn't happened... Not that I'm in any sort of rush. Whit and I still have lots of fun in all sorts of, uh, creative ways. In case you're wondering, the world's oldest teenager, Ronnie Grisham, is still alive and butting his nose in other people's business, namely mine and Whit's. Now he's got it in his head that we need to move even though we just bought a house in Ormond Beach, just north of Daytona. Kids these days... Watcha gonna do? Meanwhile, that made-for-TV movie that everyone's been talkin' about is set to start shooting in a day or two in a place called Hope (LOL) up in British Columbia. Because, you know, this kinda movie always gets made in Canada. To get ready for his close-up, Whit's been down in Miami working with a touchy-feely guy who's been giving him a crash course in how to act in front of a camera. He's driving back up right now and is due home any moment, so I can't talk for long. Let's see... Was there anything else I wanted to mention? Oh, right! Well... Whit's nervous. Of course. And I'm trying to help him relax. And my friends in Orlando still think I've lost my mind and that I got married and bought a house too fast. That doesn't keep them away from the pool and the great view of the river, though. And my mom is doing fine in Austin. Whit's mom has been on radio silence even though she's been to see President Trump. Twice. Oh well... Ooh! Gotta go. Whit just texted that he's about ten minutes away. I'm so excited about going to Canada and watching Whit become a movie star. Woo hoo! I can't wait to find out what happens next! less

Howdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my fourth romantical adventure with my new husband, Whit Hall. We just moved. Again... I know... We bought a house that's in the middle of Daytona Beach, as a matter of fact. It's over a hundred years old but, as far as I can tell, there aren't any ghosts, so that's good. Also, Whit and I both love the place. There's been a weird glitch, though... moreHowdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my fourth romantical adventure with my new husband, Whit Hall. We just moved. Again... I know... We bought a house that's in the middle of Daytona Beach, as a matter of fact. It's over a hundred years old but, as far as I can tell, there aren't any ghosts, so that's good. Also, Whit and I both love the place. There's been a weird glitch, though. Seems like the contractor Whit hired to install a smart home system used a guy in Romania to do all the programming and, um, we woke up one morning and the heater was on. It's late August in Daytona Beach and that's not cool... so to speak. Someone also cleaned out the contractor's bank account and that really sucks. Did I mention there's a hurricane heading our way? Well, there is. And it's looking like a monster. My intuition says we can stay put even though the city will probably want us to evacuate. But we never do anything the way we're supposed to, so... we may be in for a wild and windy ride! We'll be fine. Or, at least, I think we will. Whit had the contractor install two generators. So that's good. Ooh! Gotta go. Whit wants to put all the outdoor furniture in the garage before it gets too windy here on the beachside. I'll keep you posted on how things go down with Dorian... That's the name of hurricane, by the way, not my friend in Orlando. That's Darío... He and his husband are doing great, also by the way. OK! Gotta run! As always, I can't wait to find out what happens next! less

Howdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my fifth (OMG!) romantical adventure with my newish husband, Whit Hall. It's Thanksgiving, the day before my birthday (a young 53, thank you very much) and Whit has something up his sleeve. Turns out, he's decided to surprise me with a trip to La Serena, a quaint seaside town in Chile, where I used to live when I was an exchange student back in the old days of 1982 (two years before Whit was born, as a matter of fact). I'm... well.. moreHowdy! I'm Eddie Smith and this is the story of my fifth (OMG!) romantical adventure with my newish husband, Whit Hall. It's Thanksgiving, the day before my birthday (a young 53, thank you very much) and Whit has something up his sleeve. Turns out, he's decided to surprise me with a trip to La Serena, a quaint seaside town in Chile, where I used to live when I was an exchange student back in the old days of 1982 (two years before Whit was born, as a matter of fact). I'm... well... I'm not quite as thrilled as he thinks I should be, but I tell him that I'm sure it will all turn out just fine. What he doesn't know, because it hasn't ever come up, is that La Serena is still the home of my dreaded high school nemesis: Anabela Damjanić. To say we have some history would be a massive understatement. What Whit also doesn't know is that Anabela's twin brother, Ramiro, was my first serious crush. I, um, have sorta stalked him on the socials and he's divorced and looking more handsome than he ever did with those dreamy periwinkle blue eyes and devilish grin. Well, anyway, I gotta go. Whit's waiting for me. We're on our way to a party being thrown in my honor and, well, I'm really worried about what might happen... It's nice that everyone went to so much trouble and late spring by the Pacific on my birthday brings back fond memories, but... What I really want to do is to go home to Daytona Beach and start looking for a Christmas tree and lights and ornaments and think happy thoughts over hot chocolate... But I, uh, can't wait to find out what happens next... I think. less

Saturday, July 17, 2021Whit and Eddie are at their place in San Antonio, having moved there for the upcoming Matadors football season, and are throwing a pool party for family and friends.While Eddie's mother is whipping up a massive amount of cole slaw from an old family recipe, Whit is outside trying to figure out how their new (and also massive) gas grill actually works.That evening, after everyone's gone home, Whit receives a distressing call from his mother... moreSaturday, July 17, 2021Whit and Eddie are at their place in San Antonio, having moved there for the upcoming Matadors football season, and are throwing a pool party for family and friends.While Eddie's mother is whipping up a massive amount of cole slaw from an old family recipe, Whit is outside trying to figure out how their new (and also massive) gas grill actually works.That evening, after everyone's gone home, Whit receives a distressing call from his mother. His Aunt Sherry has unexpectedly passed away.This is just the first of a series of unexpected events that bring all sorts of, uh, well, interesting people back into their lives. Some are crazy and delightful while some are just crazy.Meanwhile, there's a wedding coming up for their two best friends and Whit and Eddie will be glad to get there because, after all, it's nice to be somewhere and not be the center of attention for a change.Right?. . .CAUTION: This book is just your run-of-the-mill billionaires-in-love, football-player-adores-his-chubby-bear-husband kind of romantic slice-of-life story!No one dies (well, other than poor Aunt Sherry) and no one gets shot at (well, not really) and there's no one being tracked (well, you know, other than Whit and Eddie).There is a cool vintage car (that's bumpy and doesn't take curves well), a wacky grandmother (with one helluva hot husband), and a cousin who may or may not need counseling (and a refresher course in how to steer a boat).Also, be on the lookout for a working paddleboat, a handful of very special guest stars, and a conspiracy (which isn't always a bad thing). less