Chapter 10

He’d been working on his birthday in any case, the year before: the first day of rehearsals for a limited run of Hamlet, because it was more or less every young English actor’s duty to play Hamlet at least once on stage. Liam had been supposedly out all day having lunch with a producer who might possibly cast him in a film, though as it’d turned out lunch was completely a euphemism for inviting the man over for sex. Colby hadn’t known that then, though.

“So I came home late, a bit tired and a bit sore—fencing practice as well, that morning, and some surprisingly physical fight scenes in rehearsals—and I would’ve loved to stay in and have some sort of mildly indulgent food and perhaps read for a while, or, if it were an option, a nice massage, something that’d help with my shoulders…”

Jason immediately started kneading his shoulders. Colby might’ve never loved his future husband more.