It's 1953, and the golden age of Hollywood musicals. Paul Dunham couldn't be hotter on the dancefloor or the silver screen. Hoping to capitalize on Paul's popularity, the studio pairs him with up-and-comer Jack Wells.<br><br>On the marquee, it's a match made in heaven, but for Paul, it's a personal hell. He hates Jack's newfangled acting style, and he hates Jack's blue eyes, and he especially hates the fact that Jack is one of the most talented dancers he has ever met.<br><br>Jack, however, doesn't hate Paul. In fact, everything Paul does fascinates him. After their first meeting, Jack is determined to win Paul over, and he won't back down until Paul admits the two of them are perfect partners ... in every way.

Sticks and Stones

Paul’s respect for Jack climbed. Just a little bit. Not that he’d ever admit it. Especially since Jack kept shooting him insufferable little smiles.


Sweet and Jeff both scampered out of the room as soon as Paul told them they were finished for the night. Jack didn’t follow. Paul wasn’t surprised. When Jack followed him over to the piano, Paul realized he would have no choice but to speak to him.


“You ready for Betty to join us tomorrow?”


Jack leaned heavily against the side of the piano. “Absolutely not.”


“She’s promised me she’s going to be on her best behavior.”


“Yeah, she says that, and then she stabs you in the back.”


Paul arched his brow. “She stabbed you in the back? I don’t think I’ve heard that version of events.”


“That’s because there’s nothing to hear.”


“So you’re just talking shit about your previous costars for no reason? That’s a bad habit to get in to.”


“It had nothing to do with the picture.”


Chapter 17