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From award-winning author Rob Byrnes comes a wickedly entertaining caper involving red-hot men, cold hard cash, and deliciously dirty deeds. . .
Grant and Chase are a fun-loving pair of small-time hustlers with no money, little patience, and lots of get-rich-quick schemes. If only they could pull off the perfect crime--"The Big One," as Grant calls it--Chase could finally quit his job at the supermarket and the two could retire in style.
Romeo Romero is the world's hottest openly gay celebrity. He's got the face, the abs, the fame, the fortune--and the sex video that could destroy his career. If this naughty little tape should fall into the wrong hands, Romeo's adoring fans would be in for one big surprise: He's straight.
When Grant and Chase hear about the video (thanks to a notorious Hamptons' gossip), it's a no-brainer. All they have to do is steal the tape, blackmail the star, and collect the cash. But then, when they stupidly leave the video in a New York cab, the would-be crooks have to wheel and deal with a sleazy tabloid editor, a lesbian real estate agent, a kinky Internet stalker, and an alluring boy toy to finally get to the truth. . .behind not-so-straight lies.
"Clever dialogue and an astute rendering of the prices people pay to keep secrets buried add crossover appeal." --Publishers Weekly
"Byrnes turns out another deftly written and enticingly complex gay romance." --Booklist
read up on Romeo Romero, starting with a chapter in a book about openly gay celebrities that began, “Before there was Ian McKellan, there was Romeo Romero . . .” Coincidentally, at the very same moment Will Whitcomb was reading about Romeo Romero, Romeo Romero was reading about Will Whitcomb. He just didn’t know it yet . . . nor did anyone else. It was an article in the New York Post titled, “Cabbies Say Drop ’n’ Runs on the Rise.” Ostensibly yet another story 56 Rob Byrnes about the ongoing
being demoted—Ian Hadley had worked out everything in his head. If he didn’t screw this up, he was going to be richer and more powerful than he could ever hope to be as a mere managing editor of a major daily newspaper in London. He was going to be a gossip kingpin. In New York City. Cool. “So,” said Sir Mortimer, settling into his chair, “tell me about your night with George and the Duchess. And you might want to wipe under your nose . . .” Twelve years later . . . not so cool. Yes, Ian Hadley
ofﬁce, which was good. If Grant could ﬁgure out a way to get in and out at any time be- 100 Rob Byrnes tween 7:00 PM and 9:00 AM, or while Hadley was out to lunch, they stood a decent chance of recovering the tape. As for his weaknesses, they included adult beverages— hence his regular presence at Galan’s—and women. Speciﬁcally, he seemed to have an appetite for dry martinis and women in their forties, which was a strangely age-appropriate personality tic for a wealthy man in Manhattan. That
reporting for work tomorrow at The Eye, and Charlie LaMarca needs his shuteye.” The worst part, he thought, was now he was going to have to smuggle the porn back into Hadley’s ofﬁce, which seemed to be the opposite direction of how they should be doing things. He consoled himself with the knowledge that at least there was one less drawer he’d have to search. Which wasn’t much, but it was something. Chapter Fourteen I n the ﬁrst few hours after Will Whitcomb discovered he had a blank videotape
snarled Grant, conﬂicted between resentment at being cut out of the conversation and wanting to be cut out of the conversation. “That’s between you and this guy.” But it was too late to stop Jared, who now was pulling the shirt over his head, showing off an upper body that could have been depicted in the dictionary next to the deﬁnition of “twink.” Free of the shirt, he cocked one hip, put an insouciant half-pout on his lips, and said, “This is my ‘seductive’ look. Think it will work?” “You’ve