What is Himeros Massage? Brett Jackson knows Himeros was the Greek god of sexual desire, but how does that translate into a massage, and is he ready for whatever it might be?<br><br>After throwing his cheating and drug-addicted boyfriend out of his life, Brett spent a year believing celibacy was his best option. But his close friend Leo says Brett has checked out of life, and it’s time to return. He gives Brett a gift certificate for a massage. The only problem is, he won’t -- or can’t -- describe what a Himeros Massage is. He just assures Brett it isn’t a “rub and tug” kind of thing.<br><br>Meeting handsome massage therapist Aaron James, Brett decides to open his mind and see what happens. But can a massage really help him reclaim his life?

Himeros Massage

“Would you like to go out sometime? Maybe grab a coffee or something?” Brett’s heart dropped as Aaron pulled away and sat back against the couch. “Shit, I’m sorry. You have a partner, don’t you? Of course you do, someone as hot and amazing as you. I wasn’t thinking. Shit, never mind. God, I’m an idiot. I’m so sorry.”


“You’re cute when you ramble,” Aaron chuckled. “You think I’m hot, huh?”


“Brett, I think you’re hot, too. And amazing. And, no, I don’t have a partner or boyfriend. But I don’t date clients.”


Brett’s heart, which had begun to rise at Aaron’s praise, sank once again. “Okay, I totally respect that…but, what if I wasn’t a client?”


“I like you,” Aaron leaned over and squeezed Brett’s hand again. “And, I definitely felt a connection of some kind, but you’re still flying a bit from our session. You may be just feeling the endorphins.” 


Chapter 12