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

He touched that index finger to Colby’s mouth again. Colby’s eyes flew extra-wide, but he licked every bit of stickiness from Jason’s skin, eagerly. And then opened his mouth more and took Jason’s finger in, tasting, sucking.


Jason hadn’t imagined that part, and groaned Colby’s name; Colby made a quiet happy sound and moved his other hand, stroking himself, rubbing a thumb over the dripping slit.


“So good,” Jason praised, throat tight with emotions. “So fucking incredible. Can you make yourself come for me? I want to see you.”


Colby attempted to say something, mouth still occupied with Jason’s finger.


Jason laughed, felt the laugh catch his heart like a sigh, moved the hand. “What was that?”


Colby blinked at him, eyes big and blue and drowsy as summer twilight. “Can you do it for me? I feel so…it’s like floating…I can’t think enough, and I want you to.”


“You…” He cleared his throat. “You want me to. To touch you. To…make you…”


Chapter 117