Title: The Jock Script

Series: The Script Club #3

Author: Lane Hayes

Publisher: Lane Hayes

Release Date: Sept. 24, 2021

Length: 250

Genre: Romance, Bisexual, Jock and Nerd, Romantic Comedy, Coming Out, Humor

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Synopsis

The nerd, the coach, and the hookup…

Asher-

Swipe left, swipe left, swipe left. Sure, the idea of a quick, no-strings intimate rendezvous via hookup app sounds oddly thrilling, but it’s simply not me. Or maybe it is me, because it happened…and I liked it. Until I realized he looked familiar for a reason. A bad reason. Now I’ve made a faux pas with the sexiest man on planet Earth, and my internal karma system requires me to fix it. Help!

Blake-

I may seem like I have it together, but the truth is, I’m a hot mess. I’m so deep in the closet that I can’t remember my real name some days. That’s okay. The benefit of one-night stands is anonymity. Until Asher. Not a total surprise. I’ve always had a thing for geeks, but I’ve never met anyone like him. He’s a pint-sized dynamo on a quest for perfection who can help me come out…if I follow his script.

Hmm. I’m in.

The Jock Script is an MM bisexual, geek/jock romance starring a bowtie wearing nerd, a sexy lacrosse coach, and a shenanigan inducing script!

I have good news. I’m free to be your friend. Guilt free, I texted Blake later that evening.

My phone rang immediately. “So does that make me the human equivalent of sugar-free ice cream?”

I chuckled. “Yes, exactly.”

“That’s a little disappointing. Everything sugar-free sucks.”

“That’s not true,” I argued.

Blake scoffed. “Name one thing.”

“Um…banana bread.”

“Okay, first of all, last time I checked, banana bread had sugar in it and second, it sucks. I don’t want to be banana bread.”

I rested my head on my pillow and laughed. “This is a ridiculous conversation.”

“I don’t think so,” he singsonged. “One minute you’re just a regular dude and the next you’re a loaf of banana bread. If I get a vote, that is not happening on my watch.”

“You can be something else.”

“I’ll be a brownie. The gooey part in the middle. What about you?”

“I’ll be a crispy end piece. But vegan.”

“Oh, geez,” he groaned.

“My mom is vegan. She makes a wonderful sugar-free brownie. I think it has avocado in it, but don’t quote me.” Silence. “Are you there?”

“Yeah, I’m trying to work through the nightmare scenario of avocado messing up chocolate. I’m gonna need a Snickers bar to de-traumatize,” he snarked. “Hey, speaking of your mom…are we building another bookcase?”

“Yes. Are you free Saturday?”

“I will be after practice.”

“No game?”

“The schedule is a little erratic before CIFs. We have a big game Wednesday and if we win, which we should—we’ll play again Monday,” he replied.

“Isn’t school almost over?”

“Yeah, one month to go. Between coaching, teaching, grading, and preparing for finals, I’m going to need a vacation.”

I plucked at the corner of my duvet. “Are you going anywhere special?”

“I promised to visit my family this summer, but that’s it. You?”

“Oh, no. I don’t really take vacations.”

“Why not?”

“Um, well…I have to work,” I stated matter-of-factly.

“You have to or you want to?”

I squinted. “I want to. I don’t like too much free time. I get restless and bored and—”

“Whoa. That’s exactly what someone says when they really need a break. Dream with me here, Ash. If you could go anywhere in the world right this second, where would you go?”

“Um…I don’t know.”

“Come on,” he cajoled. “How about…Hawaii, San Francisco, New York City, Paris, London? Do any of those sound good?”

The smile in his voice made my pulse skitter. Ugh. Be strong. Do not crush on your friend.

“They all sound good. Except Hawaii.”

“This should be good,” Blake teased. “What’s wrong with Hawaii?”

“Nothing at all, but I’m very pale and I tend to burn easily.”

“A big umbrella and a ton of sunscreen would solve that problem. And a hat.”

“What kind of hat?”

“A baseball cap or a straw hat. You choose.”

“I’d like a huge wicker hat with a very wide brim or—are you laughing at me?”

Blake chuckled. “No, no. I’m laughing with you. You’re funny, and you’re much better at silly than you thought.”

I grinned, inordinately pleased at the compliment. “Thanks, I think. Where would you go on your dream vacation?”

“Let me think.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Fiji, Bora Bora, Bali…”

I turned off my bedside lamp, then slipped under the covers with a smile on my face as he regaled me with his list of fantasy island destinations. The conversation drifted to things to do on these island adventures, and somehow I found myself talking about hiking and cycling—activities I would never do in places I had no intention of visiting…with just six hours until my alarm rang.

As the minutes ticked by, I let his deep timbre pull me under. I stopped thinking logically and let my mind wander wherever he led. Maybe it was unwise, but it felt extraordinarily sweet, too.

So sweet that we did it again the next night and the one after that.

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Lane Hayes loves a good romance! An avid reader from an early age, she has always been drawn to well-told love story with beautifully written characters. Her debut novel was a 2013 Rainbow Award finalist and subsequent books have received Honorable Mentions, and were winners in the 2016, 2017, and 2018-2019 Rainbow Awards. She loves red wine, chocolate and travel (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband in a not quite empty nest.

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