A love story for the ages! An intimate confession! An epic quest! And happily ever after on the horizon ... Jason Mirelli loves Colby Kent. And Colby loves him. They’ve told the world. And Colby’s recovered from injury, so they’re back at work and back on set. Jason just might have everything he’s ever dreamed of, with a serious leading role, an epic love story, and Colby safe and happy in his arms -- but they only have two weeks of filming to go. He’s afraid of the dream falling apart, and he knows Colby has a secret to confess -- one that could transform both the ending of their movie and their future together. Colby never got around to telling Jason his final secret before his accident on set. Now that he’s recovered, he plans to -- he wants to share his writing and his silent script doctor work with the man he loves. Besides, he’s rewritten this script to give their characters a proper happy ending. But he’s nervous about making changes to a classic novel, and he wants the author’s approval. Colby’s hoping to seek out the famously reclusive author in question, but first he’ll need to trust Jason with this last piece of himself. If he can, he and Jason might finally find their happily-ever-after both on screen and off -- for their characters and for themselves.

Steadfast

Breathing. Right. Colby hadn’t meant to hurt him. He thought not, anyway. And Colby hadwanted to tell him. It was just—


The rush of his pulse filled his ears. He couldn’t meet familiar blue eyes.


He also couldn’t talk. Too few words. Or too many. Shoving themselves into knots on his tongue.


I love you, he failed to say aloud. I love you and you lied every time you pretended to be right there with me as far as loving or laughing over this script. I know you’re not used to trusting people, I know you believed every single fucking monster who told you you weren’t worth loving, I know you probably didn’t believe you could trust me—


The hurt twisted like screws. The ghosts of older words shrieked. Jason Mirelli, action hero. All muscles, maybe even a kind heart, but stupid. Good at kicking and punching and shooting things. Not subtleties. Not eloquence.


That wasn’t Colby’s fault. Colby didn’t think that about him.


Chapter 3