Two weeks into living with Colby, Jason nearly broke the world in half. By accident. In the shower. With the taste of water and horror on his mouth, his hands.
They’d really been living together longer than that, though in various places. Shared hotel rooms during filming and post-production. An extended vacation in Italy, because Colby’d fallen in love with the beautiful historic seaside chalet they’d borrowed for filming those last happy ending scenes, and they’d spent a few days sleeping in and waking up together and running down steps to glowing blue-green water, hand in hand. Jason’s place in LA, because it was slightly bigger and actually his, versus Colby’s usual temporary rental when out in California.
They’d talked about more. About buying someplace, together.
Jason’s place was
