Grant Damont is a self-made man who was well on his way to becoming a millionaire by the time he was twenty, and Paris Clayton is a cash-poor phone actor for gay men. When they meet at a club called Rouge, the two are immediately attracted to each other. But Paris can’t handle the fact that Grant’s money allows him to feast on escargot and filet mignon when Paris’s empty pockets will only allow him to scratch out a meager meal of hamburgers and French fries.<br><br>But when Grant happens to find Paris on the street one night, he offers the actor two thousand dollars for sex. Because he’s desperate for money, Paris accepts.<br><br>The one night stand starts something sizzling between them. Then Grant’s ex, Frankie Starr, walks in and opens up old wounds. Is Frankie back to renew an old love? Or does he want to steal Paris away and ruin Grant’s chance for real happiness?

The Gay Blade

What if this was real? What if she was really going to jump? What would it be like? She’d always imagined it would be exhilarating at first—like flying. But she’d never know unless she did it. She looked down again and felt the cool wind in her face and felt herself leaning. Forward and then back. Forward again and then back—until she imagined herself falling. Into the wind, the buildings blurred and tall, colors melting into each other. They were like ribbons that reached up into the sky.


At that moment Jerry Tyler and Grant walked onto the set, their heads together, nodding and talking. Grant finally pulled away, quickly found his place, and stood waiting for the magic words that would bring the scene to life.


“Action!” the director finally yelled.


Hearing his cue, Grant ran onto the scene of horror, and yelled, “Shayde! Don’t do it!”


Chapter 26