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

“I didn’t like the actual metal handcuffs. They hurt. And I told you I didn’t like not being able to see or hear. I mean, I went along with it, and I said yes, he did ask first, don’t scowl at me, but I didn’t particularly enjoy it, any of those times.”


“You wouldn’t.” Jason’s voice shook, only a fraction. “Not you. Somebody else, sure, I’m not gonna judge however people get off, but you…you need to know someone’s there with you, don’t you? Someone you can trust. Someone you can listen to. So you know they wantto be there, to take care of you.”


“I don’t know,” Colby said. “I don’t…I don’t think I’m very good at this.”


“Oh, God.” Jason lifted a hand—gradually, catching Colby’s eye first—and ran it through his own hair. “Jesus. Okay. New rule. You said you looked things up. You know about safewords and signals and all that, right? You fucking usethem. Clear?”


Chapter 107