About Between Friends: When Harry Met Jason
by Sean Michael
175 pages / 50500 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-334-5, 1-60370-334-9
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The world met Harry, Jason and Sammy in Between Friends, Sean Michael's popular novel about a pair of couples and the troubles they face. When Harry Met Jason goes back in time to when cop Harry met just-graduated Jason, who's living with his college roommate Sammy and worrying about trying to find a job.
When a frat party goes bad, Jason ends up more than just drunk, but Harry shows up just in time, policing the party and taking Jason home. That's the start of something neither one of them can deny, a relationship that Harry wants to take slow, while Jason would like to go in fast forward.
The party starts something for Jason's best friend Sammy, too, something not so great. He's been hurt, and is being stalked to boot, which makes Jason hesitant to leave Sammy alone to pursue Harry.
As Harry and Jason become closer and closer, Sammy's stalkers get more and more violent, until finally something has to break. Can Harry and Jason keep Sammy safe and fall in love all at the same time? Read this wonderful love story today and find out!
Review
Tory Temple, author of Tabula Rasa and Heat, writes:
Sean Michael knows how to deliver a great prequel. In this installment to the Between Friends story, we come to learn how Jason and Harry meet.
It’s college graduation day and Jason wants to celebrate it in style. That includes a party, alcohol, and his best friend Sam, and Jason’s got all three. When someone decides to drug the party’s beer, however, Jason and Sam both get more than they bargained for. That’s where Harry comes in, just a cop assigned to break up the party, but Jason thinks Harry’s the hottest thing that Jason’s ever seen in a uniform.
Harry is immediately attracted to Jason as well, but soon comes to discover that Jason is part of a package, and that package includes Sam. The two have been best friends for years -- friends with benefits, Harry learns -- and Jason isn’t about to give that friendship up. But when Sammy is threatened by people who want to hurt him, Harry starts to feel just as protective of Sam as Jason does.
This introduction to Jason’s and Harry’s story is a sweet, compelling tale of how the lovers meet. Interwoven throughout the entire book are glimpses of just how strong the friendship bond can be and how important it is to everyone involved. Sam’s dangerous situation and Jason’s desperation to help him are second only to Harry’s concern for the both of them. Sean Michael kept me wondering up until the last chapter if Harry and Jason would be able to forge a relationship and help Sam at the same time.
Once again, Sean has delivered a novel with emotion and heart. The sex is as hot as ever, but it also serves to drive home the whole point of the story: love and friendship are ties that bind. Kudos to Sean for another enjoyable read.
Sample
Oh, God. Jason was drunk. He was so drunk he couldn’t stand. He was so not driving. Which, as he didn’t have a car, was probably a good thing. Plus the so drunk he couldn’t see thing. Or was that stand?
He opened his eyes, the world sort of spinning, people with amazing auras wandering around, merging, dancing. One of them was waving at him, or pointing or something. Okay, he could see. Mostly. Sort of. And he was on the couch, so he was sitting. Not standing. Then he was too drunk to stand, which made him too drunk to drive and he’d just stay right here.
He’d be happier staying right here if it wasn’t so loud. Who knew graduation could be so loud? He did. Now.
Graduation. Him. Done. All graduated. Him.
Cool.
He had his little fake diploma somewhere. Back at his little apartment, he thought. He’d gone there first, before coming to the Phi Beta Delta Gamma Quadrant Fraternity House. Wait. Was that what it was called? Hell, he wasn’t rushing for it; the name didn’t matter. He was just here for the party. Which was really loud, and kind of incoherent. And he’d only been drinking beer.
He looked down at the beer in his hand. Only it wasn’t a beer it was a high ball tumbler and it was empty but for a cherry at the bottom. Maraschino cherry. He liked those. He started fishing for it, letting the party fade out around him. He nearly had the fucker, too, when everything got loud again -- a not ignorable loud, at that.
A face pushed suddenly into his. “You have to go!” shouted the face. “The cops are coming.”
He tried to figure out just how those two things were related. The cops were coming so he had to go... but he wasn’t sure why. Sure he was drunk, but he was legal -- he’d turned twenty one the week before. So it couldn’t be that. And he wasn’t making any noise -- he was just sitting here, feeling groovy from his head to his toes. He wiggled his toes -- yeah, them.
No, he didn’t have to go. He’d just sit here and if the cops came, well good for them.
People came and went and the music disappeared and he just sat there and watched the cops. For they had indeed come, and damn, a couple of them were hot. It was probably the uniform. They said everyone loved a man in uniform and he’d certainly lusted after his fair share of them.
There was one cop in particular he was lusting aft-- looking at. The guy was big. Not just tall, but buff. And he had short blond hair. And he was hot. He was a stud. Man, he had to be way over six feet tall, Jason thought, tilting his head to look up and up.
He was even hotter close up and hey. When had the stud cop gotten so close?
Jason grinned and raised one hand waving his fingers. “Hi there, Officer.”