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

“Really,” Colby said, with a hint of Will’s dramatic sarcastic sense of humor.


Jason finally shifted position. His back complained, reminders of age and use. But Colby didn’t retreat from the motion, and even stretched out one long leg under blankets: closer to Jason’s astounded mattress-perch.


Colby was smiling. Finding distractions, yeah; ducking back behind shields of folklore and fruit, yeah. But smiling. Being honest—and that was honest; Jason had seen Colby Kent acting, on camera and in that interview. This wasn’t that. This was open, exposed, with coping strategies but without walls. Colby was sorting things out while talking, and likely would need space to keep on doing that after, but wasn’t hiding.


And Colby had said, definitively: not bad. No simple answers, no easy categorization, but not bad. Even good.


Jason didn’t know what thatmeant. But if it did mean something—


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