For a moment, Jamie held the world, even though it wasn’t his to hold…
Jamie has spent his entire life playing the good twin. Now, he’s the one standing out after signing with Guillotine Records. Two years of being on his own in California hasn’t lessened his desire for the man who made it happen. Too bad that man belongs to one of Jamie’s oldest friends.
Fate is about to hand him an unexpected chance.
After losing everything, Hawke needs a break from reality. Too many lies and heartaches have left him with nothing except nightmares he can’t escape. Seeing Jamie again reminds him of a different time—one where Jamie made him feel a spark of something pure.
Can Jamie undo the years of damage caused by his so-called friend?
In the face of everything Maddox has done to Hawke, Jamie can’t let this chance pass him by. No friendship in the world is strong enough to overlook the pain Maddox has caused. Jamie can’t think of a thing he’d rather do than pick up the pieces of Hawke’s life, but will Hawke let him?
Sometimes the most beautiful relationships spring from the most broken places.
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Hawke hugged him. Jamie was too surprised to react right away. When he did, some sort of strange dumbassery rose to the surface. “Awww, you let me inside your bubble. I’m going to breathe up all the good air.”
Hawke snorted. “Shut up.” He tensed as if he meant to pull away. Jamie closed his arms around him, keeping him in place.
“I’m being serious.” He turned his head, burying his nose against Hawke’s neck, and inhaling loudly. “You’re going to suffocate.” A low laugh escaped Hawke, feeding Jamie’s ridiculousness. He didn’t try pulling away again. Jamie’s heart swelled. He pressed his mouth to Hawke’s throat, breathing heavily. “I’m breathing on you too. You’re going to end up with some dreaded disease.”
Hawke’s hands found his waist. “You’re definitely killing me.” Jamie didn’t miss the husky note to his voice. The pads of Hawke’s thumbs brushed his sides—skin on skin. Jamie’s body reacted the same as Hawke going down on him. He wouldn’t last long if the man ever willingly touched him in such a way. Jamie untangled himself before he could embarrass himself.
“Fuck. I changed my mind. I need some coffee too. There’s no way in hell I’m going to sleep anytime soon now.”
Hawke’s gratitude caught Jamie off guard. “Why?”
Hawke shrugged, but happiness shone in his eyes. “Because somebody should.”