An epic motion picture! A gay Napoleonic War love story! Ballrooms and battles at sea! Romantic happy endings on the silver screen! And a film that’ll change everything for its stars ... Jason Mirelli can’t play adrenaline-fueled action heroes forever. He’s getting older, plus the action star parts have grown a little thinner since he came out as bisexual. This role could finally let him be seen as a serious dramatic actor, and he needs it to go well -- for his career, and because he’s fallen in love with the story and the chance to tell it. The first problem? He’ll be playing a ship’s captain ... and he hasn’t exactly mentioned his fear of water. The second problem? His co-star: award-winning, overly talkative, annoyingly adorable -- and openly gay – box office idol Colby Kent. Colby’s always loved the novel this film’s based on, and he leapt at the chance to adapt it, now that he has the money and reputation to make it happen. But scars and secrets from his past make filming a love story difficult ... until Jason takes his hand and wakes up all his buried desires. Jason could be everything Colby’s ever wanted: generous and kind, a fantastic partner on set, not to mention those heroic muscles. But Colby just can’t take that chance ... or can he? As their characters fall in love and fight a war, Colby and Jason find themselves falling, too ... and facing the return of their own past demons. But together they just might win ... and write their own love story.

Seaworthy

“Go do whatever it is you’re doing with your guns,” Colby said, and he hoped that his expression was Will’s expression, worn by someone who knew nothing about naval warfare but many things about pride and love and fighting for every scrap of life. “I’ll be here when you’re done.”


Jason nodded at him, and went, taking Leo. Lieutenant Harper would be a friend and ally, cautiously entrusted with this secret, a shoulder for Stephen to lean on during the long tense months at sea.


Colby watched Jason’s shoulders for a moment, one longing moment; then drew a breath and turned to Tim. “Shall we get started, then? Since I’ve heard time’s of the essence. I hope you’ve got friends who run rather quickly, since I can’t, myself. Though I’m not as ill as Stephen thinks. Lemonade, indeed. I’m not his maiden aunt from Bath.”


Chapter 18