Be it unrequited fascination with his straight best friend or impossible fantasies of rekindled interest with his heartbreaking ex, Mason has no clue why the perfect connection seems to keep slipping through his fingers. When another lonely holiday seems like too much weight to shoulder, Mason gives up on romance and seeks out the next best thing -- rented company. Jack is everything a person could want in an escort: willing, hot, and built like an angel.<br><br>Mason can't resist. After all, who wouldn't be interested in a guy who loves kid's movies, is a self-professed Peter Pan, and has no problem throwing caution to the wind at a moment's notice. But then interest quickly blooms into a whole new emotion -- an emotion that Mason knows far too well, especially when Jack has no interest in returning it, preferring to keep his heart safely tucked away in Neverland.

Second Star to the Right

Mason lowered his eyes to the dash to avoid having to watch Jack approach the driver’s door, and even though he knew it was childish, he didn’t unlock when Jack grabbed for the handle. After a short pause, Jack knocked on the window and Mason responded by merely lowering the glass. Without a word, Jack reached through the opening and punched the button to the release the locks. Mason turned his head away as the door was opened, heard gravel shift as a body resettled and startled when Jack laid a palm on his thigh.


“I wasn’t sure you were coming back.”


Mason sniffed a breath of disbelief through his nostrils. “I rented the cottage, remember? Besides, I couldn’t very well just leave you up here, could I?”


He turned his face in just enough time to catch Jack’s smile. “I’ve been left in stranger places.” He squeezed the muscle of Mason’s leg lightly. “Look, Mason, you’re a nice guy…”


“Don’t,” Mason stopped him. “I don’t want to have this conversation again—”


Chapter 29