Josh, a lonely trapeze artist, thinks he’s cursed. It’s an old family superstition. He can’t have sex on a day he flies or he’ll fall. Maybe that’s why he’s never had a steady boyfriend, though sometimes he dreams of one. In his show, a strange melody plays in the background. It follows him and surfaces from time to time on the street. When Josh’s uncle hears about the music, he tells his nephew to bring the old ring, passed down from generations since the time of the curse. Steve is a realtor who always reaches his goals, in sales or otherwise, and he moonlights as a dancer in an all-male review on The Strip. All his friends his age are married, and his best friend’s wife Genie wants to see him hitched, too. He’s a little bit challenged in the relationship department, though. He has some growing up to do, or maybe it’s his problem in bed, where he’s somewhat one-sided. Steve and Josh meet one crazy night when Josh breaks all the rules used to protect him from the curse. After that, he runs. If it wasn’t for Genie’s matchmaking, Josh and Steve might never see each other again. Though not yet ready for a boyfriend, Josh does need a realtor. What a good way for he and Steve to get to know each other, while Josh works up the courage to tell Steve about the curse. Still unaware of Josh’s problem, Steve falls in love with him. When Steve finds out about the curse thing, it’s a big disappointment, but he wants Josh anyway. There’s no doubt Josh is worth the wait. Maybe the curse isn’t real after all. Can lonely Josh overcome his fear of it? Can horndog Steve handle a curse? Is the answer in the ancient ring?

The Curse of Flight

Pulling up Steve’s number on the phone, he paused. Cold outside when they first met, cool the second time, now the weather warmed, getting hot. He still wanted to buy a rental property. Why wait?


Steve struck him as comment dit-on, how does one say, smitten? Unless he’d imagined it, surely, he hadn’t. Were such a thing possible for a guy like Steve?


Maybe they would get along. Steve’s angry outburst at least showed he cared, not mad long. If nothing else, he might make a good realtor.


A more handsome man Josh had rarely seen, not that it mattered for his purpose. He would take a bulldog over a poodle if it behaved better. No clear choice, Steve was a Rottweiler and his training questionable. Not the only realtor in town, perhaps they should best not mix business with pleasure.


He would see Steve anyway at Dan and Genie’s dinner. Still on the fence, he called to his friend down the hall.


Chapter 20