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

“Isn’t there anything else she can do?” Steve asked. “Hypnosis maybe?”


“There was something she suggested, but I don’t know if it was serious. I never can tell with her.”


“You never told me? Why not? What is it?” Steve lifted an eyebrow.


“Married? What does that have to do with it?” Steve asked.


“She said that after the honeymoon, the average couple has sex once a week. If we got married, maybe that would be enough.”


Steve huffed. “You need a new psychiatrist.”


“You picked her. I’ll see as many as you want. Maybe you should get one for yourself while you’re at it.”


“What do you mean by that?” Steve asked.


Steve rolled his eyes. “A lot of guys don’t do it.”


“Then what’s your point?” Josh asked.


“I can live without it. I wanted to share everything, but if we can’t, then we can’t. It’s a way to be close, but we’re not.”


Chapter 59