Jason lives a comfortable life. His business is successful. Both his children have wonderful futures ahead, and people think he’s pretty neat. There is just one thing Jason wishes he could get rid of -- his ex. When they meet for coffee, however, Jason realizes that after ten years, he wants Howard back. Luckily, Jason has a plan. For Howard, his life is as good as it gets. He’s raised two great children, and helped his ex build a business that provides Howard palimony. Unfortunately, his ex is also the ultimate Zen-wrecker, and no amount of deep breathing can get him out of Howard’s head. When Jason shows up broke and with a hair-brained scheme to get Howard back in his life, under the guise of celebrating the tenth anniversary of their divorce, Howard isn’t sure if he’s being insulted or wooed. But he reluctantly agrees to go back to work at the company, and to allow Jason to move back home. Can ten years heal old wounds? Have Jason and Howard ever stopped loving each other, or should they call it a day and just celebrate their “divorce-ary?” And in the end, who will be the real trickster -- Jason, Howard, or that marvel we call love?

The Divorceary

“I would…still think you were a DILF,” Howard said reluctantly.


“Good,” Jason replied, taking Howard’s glass from his hand, and placing it next to Howard’s lips. “Drink.”


“I don’t know if I should,” Howard said. “I might believe all this nonsense you’re feeding me.”


“You mean the part about me being so attracted to you that I don’t want anyone else?”


“Yeah, that part. Sylvia Pathmore, Brent Goodrich, who did eventually leave his wife for a man, and that goddamned Sophie La Reux. Those people were gorgeous, and I spent my days chasing two kids around.”


“Our two kids, as you reminded me,” Jason said, moving his finger back and forth between the two of them. “That was hot.”


“Sure it was,” Howard said with a laugh, shaking his head, and smiling at Jason. “I appreciate you saying it.”


“May I prove it to you?” Jason asked.


“I guess so,” Howard answered, taking a larger sip as Jason pressed the wine glass back to Howard’s lips.


Chapter 18