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

Howard took a deep breath, and allowed himself to fully relax in Jason’s touch. As Jason’s soapy hands moved over him, it was as if any stress in his muscles disappeared as they responded to this man they knew.


“Close your eyes,” Jason said, running soapy hands over Howard’s face.


As Howard did, he was reminded of game they had played once. When he felt Jason’s mouth on that part that most longed for Jason, Howard realized that Jason remembered the game as well. Howard moaned and started to open his eyes. He knew that Jason was watching, because he felt Jason’s mouth move off of him as Jason said, “No peeking, or I won’t finish.”


“You’re very convincing,” Howard said, closing his eyes again.


Howard could feel his body tense, knowing that he was coming close. Jason must have felt it too because suddenly Jason pulled away again, and his fingers caressed Howard’s closed eyelids.


“Still no peeking,” Jason whispered.


Chapter 19