I’m not a good man.
I’m not a bad man.
But I’ve made some bad mistakes, made the wrong choices.
Who hasn’t? But the consequences are tearing us apart.
I love two people.
I love them differently.
The world tells me I have to choose. Why? Why do I have to choose?
Loving hurts. Dancing heals.
Love makes you soar, makes you fly and sets you free—and then it lets you freefall until you’re smashed and bleeding on the ground. Ultimately, love is the worst thing that can happen to a human being.
I’m my opinion.
I love two people.
I love them differently.
One is a man.
One is a woman.
And they are brother and sister.
**** A stand alone novel in the best-selling Rhythm Series. ****
We strolled up Charing Cross Road talking about the usual first date stuff: music we liked, where I was from. He’d even been to Slovenia, telling me about a bachelor party he’d gone on in Ljubljana, although he called it a ‘stag night’.
“I loved the city, but it was a bloody awful weekend. All Harry’s friends were straight. They knew I wasn’t, but it was obviously uncomfortable for them. God, the strippers were the worst! Ugly old trouts with waxed pussies like badly made Barbie dolls—hideous!”
I smiled at the image.
“Wouldn’t bother me.”
“Well, it didn’t bother me, but it’s not exactly my cup of tea either.”
“You … drank tea?” I asked, puzzled.
Seth laughed. “Sorry! That’s very British. But your English is so good … it means, not my scene.”
“Oh, okay. I like strippers if they’re good—women or men. I have sex with both.”
“You’ve had sex with strippers?”
“Yeah, but…”
“Really?”
“Sure,” and I turned to watch his face. “Both: men and women.”
His eyebrows shot up and his mouth popped open.
“You … I … really?”
“Is that a deal breaker? You said you didn’t want to play games.”
“You’re really bi?”
“Yeah, I’m really bi.”
“You have sex with women?” he asked, his mouth twisting with dislike.
“Yeah.”
“Often?”
“Jesus! Yes, often. And with men, often.”
“When was the last time you … with a woman?”
“The night before I met you.”
“Wow.” Seth shook his head slowly. “I don’t know what to say.”
My shoulders tensed.
Seth was staring at me, a confused expression of dislike on his face.
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Jane is a writer of contemporary romance fiction, known for thoughtful stories, often touching on difficult subjects: disability (DANGEROUS TO KNOW & LOVE, SLAVE TO THE RHYTHM); mental illness (THE EDUCATION OF CAROLINE, SEMPER FI); life after prison (LIFERS); dyslexia (THE TRAVELING MAN, THE TRAVELING WOMAN).
She is also a campaigner for former military personnel to receive the support they need on leaving the services. She wrote the well-received play LATER, AFTER with former veteran Mike Speirs. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hk1CyB8c0xA )
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