Catching Blue Jay

Catching Blue Jay is a second chance, friends to lovers gay romance. It features a two old friends finding each other again, a failed wedding, and good feels.

Books in the Oklahoma Hearts series can be read as standalone. Books can include side characters who may be in other books and/or share similar events. They do not have to be read in order.

It’s such a good night. There are hot men all around and my best gal and best friends are surrounding me. Life can’t get much better (aside from the whole significant other business that is). It’s a nice summer night. The breeze outside is truly making it feel almost like heaven. Thankfully, it cooled off when the sun went down, or we’d have all been bad sweaty messes before we even made it into the doors of the club.

What would make the night even better? A hot guy dancing with me, and that wish was just granted. A hard body smaller than me presses up against me from behind. The smile jumps to my face before my back leans into that form. It doesn’t matter what he looks like right now. It’s not like I will take home the first guy that dances or flirts with me. Whoever he is though, he sure feels nice. He’s growing hard behind me, and it’s making me most intrigued with the situation. So ok, maybe I will take home the first guy that dances with me, if the size of his dick is any sign of his looks (we all know how that goes, so don’t pretend with me).

Motioning with my head to Clay, he goes to do reconnaissance for me on who is behind me. He’ll give me the heads up on if disappointment is in my future when my eyes lay on the guy. It isn’t the first time we’ve pulled this move, so he knows exactly what to do. With an ever so subtle nod of his head, he spins around to my side. Clay’s laughter dies as his face reflects complete shock in a matter of mere seconds. It won’t be easy to forget that look. That is curious.

Curiosity didn’t just kill the cat. Tonight, it got me, too. Who the hell is behind me? As the guy’s movements falter, my head turns to look down and meet soulful blue eyes… and not just any blue eyes. These are the blue eyes that taunt my dreams at night. They belong to the boy I had long ago loved and lost without ever having him. Shock causes my eyes to widen as a whisper bursts out of me, “Jayson…”