If only building the foundation for a lasting relationship was as easy as drafting the blueprint.
Jet Black doesn’t date. Even if he wanted a man beyond sex, his ever-watchful identical twin scares potential suitors away. Jet lives with his brother, but since Gray fell in love with Kris, Jet feels like a third wheel. Despite their bond, Jet knows he needs to move out and experience life for himself, whether Gray likes it or not.
After his father dies in a boating accident, Ethan Nichols is devastated. As the last survivor of his family, he realizes the need to put down roots. He leaves Australia and returns home to San Francisco and his old architectural firm. But there’s more to building a new life than simply moving house.
Jet and Ethan’s first encounter is brash and anonymous, but when Ethan moves across the hall, their lives become irrevocably linked. Jet is quirky and fun loving, while Ethan is rock steady and dependable. There’s no denying the passionate spark between them.
But Ethan is looking for a more solid foundation than Jet is ready to offer. Until Jet learns to spread his wings and trust Ethan with his darkest secrets, building a life together will be impossible.
**This can be read as a standalone, however it is best enjoyed reading the series in order as side characters play a major role.**
While talking to Brandon and Mason, I kept one eye on Jet. He sang a couple more numbers on stage, and every time he did, he was hassled by a guy with short dark hair and bad tattoos. Jet would strut to the other side of the stage and ignore him, acting like he hadn’t noticed the overt touches, but I could tell Jet was getting aggravated.
“Let me go so I can kill him. He’s annoying Jet and pissing me off.” Gray tried to wriggle out of Kris’s hold.
I was in agreement with Gray. The guy was too handsy for my liking.
“No. Jet will kill you if you start anything and embarrass him. Just wait till he’s finished singing, and if one of the bouncers doesn’t do anything, then I’ll let you go.”
That seemed to appease Gray. It settled him even more when I told him I’d back him up.
By the end of Jet’s number, we’d all had enough of the guy touching him, even Jet, it seemed. When Jet stepped off the raised stage to many cheers and claps, the guy made a grab for him. What he intended on doing, I had no idea, but before Gray and I could get to Jet, quickly followed by the others, Jet had the guy on the ground with his arm twisted up his back, his cheek squashed against the floor, and Jet was speaking harshly in his ear. Jet’s moves weren’t clean and fluid. They were a little awkward and sloppy, but it didn’t matter. It got the job done, and I suspected made Jet more confident.
“Don’t say a word,” Kris cautioned Gray, who had come to a halt and was staring at Jet and his assailant with wide eyes and an open mouth. “Just be happy Jet can take care of an idiot. Don’t make a big deal out of it.”
Gray snapped his mouth closed. “But he…”
“Put the guy on his ass. Yes, he did.” I was caught between awe and pride.
Jet pushed the guy forcefully as he stood, making room for the bouncer to finish the job and throw the man out. Jet came toward us, his eyes on Gray, and a small, hesitant smile quirking his lips. “He was really pissing me off.” Jet’s tone was casual, but I could see the strain around his eyes as he waited for Gray’s response.
Gray nodded, but when he spoke, his voice was tight. “I could see that.”
Jet wrapped his arms around Gray and whispered something in his ear that I couldn’t catch. When they released each other, Gray said, “I know.”
Jet kissed me, running his fingers lightly down my forearm before heading back behind the bar. His fellow bartenders all saluted him with shots before giving Jet two, which he downed quickly.
RJ started as a reader and eventually made the progression to reviewing. It wasn’t until two men popped into her thoughts, insisting on telling her their story that she started to write. It started with one scene. A hot and dirty one in the shower.
RJ’s initial thought was if she could write their scene then they’d shut up and allow her to concentrate on other aspects of the day. That shower scene was 3000 words long and three hours of work. But they didn’t shut up. They told her their entire story and she didn’t sleep for days. Sometimes she couldn’t keep up with what they were telling her and she had to keep a notebook by the bed.
Whilst RJ was writing their story a side character decided he needed his story told too. Then other characters followed suit.
You see the problem? If RJ ever wants to sleep again then she needs to write.
RJ is a wife and a mother to two boys. Even her dog is a boy.
She is surrounded by males.
RJ writes emotionally charged, character driven romances. Her guys will always get their HEA, but it will never be easy.
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