Love You Like a Romance Novel by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: M/M romance, contemporary
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Published: 2012-01-08T16:00:00+00:00

Track 09: Tabloid Love Affair

Jet lightly traced Jason's cheek, careful to keep clear of the bruises that surrounded his eyes from the broken nose, another at his jaw. The stitches across his forehead stood out starkly against his pale skin and the awful bruising.

Drawing back, Jet curled his fingers into a fist and then slowly forced his hand to relax. Sighing softly, he sank down on the rock hard couch and just tried to breathe, absently touching the bruise on his own jaw from where Uncle Henry had clocked him a good one. Fucking asshole.

Jet couldn't blame him, not really. Everything was in upheaval. It was one thing to wind up naked on TV more times than he cared to count. The occasional spat with Nikko, the odd fight back in their early days, those dumb parties they'd gone to for promo.

Getting caught kissing his cousin, even if only Uncle Henry and a bunch of stupid tabloids seemed to realize it was more than just concern for a cousin … and all that on top of the really bad shit about criminals and the firm, with the family right in the middle of it …

Jet scrubbed at his face and tried to figure out for the millionth time how he was supposed to fix it all. Uncle Henry was livid and out for blood. Sighing, he leaned back and let his head rest on the pillow, staring up at the ceiling, willing some brilliant fix-it-all idea to come to him. Short of pleading insanity, he just didn't fucking know.

He glanced back toward the bed where Jason slept, almost smiling when he thought about just how irritated Jason probably was to be stuck in a hospital until Uncle Henry couldn't make them hold him any longer. Once the stitches were out, Jason would be free and clear—and probably sneaking out the back door before they finished preparing the paperwork.

Unable not to touch, Jet stood up and returned to the bed, curling his fingers around Jason's hand. He jumped when Jason's hand moved, and then he was staring into Jason's blue eyes. They were dazed at first, but then sharpened to that laser clarity Jet loathed and loved. "Hey," Jet said quietly, voice only a little unsteady, a touch husky.

"Jet …" Jason shifted, made a face, and then ordered, "Help me sit up."

"You shouldn't be moving."

Jason rolled his eyes. "It's a cracked rib and some bruising. I'll live. Lying here doing nothing is what's making me miserable." He started struggling on his own, and Jet finally reached out to help him get into a mostly-sitting position. He brushed back strands of mussed hair, wincing at the stitches.

"I think you'll have to pass on starring in the swimsuit calendar this year," he said with a crooked smile.

"Don't make me hit you," Jason said. He narrowed his eyes. "It looks like someone else already has—who?"

Jet shook his head. "Doesn't matter."

"My father, then. What else has he done?"

"Nothing, really. He's told the media to fuck

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