Title: The One That I Want; Hopelessly Devoted
Author: RJ Jones
Genre: Gay Romance, Musical
Length: Short Stories
Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing
Jason escapes into the magic of a Broadway play every weekend. Musicals always have a happy ending and for a few hours he can believe there’s a happy ending waiting for him, too. When the tall drink of water who works on the top floor of Jason’s building, wants to take him on a date, Jason is surprised. After all, Jason is awkward and skinny, and sees himself as a boring accountant, while Paul is tall, dark, and incredibly hot.Despite Jason’s reservations, Paul and Jason start dating and attending the shows Jason adores. But if Paul likes musicals as much as Jason, why does he always doze off? Is Paul leading a double life? Does he have a wife tucked away somewhere?Jason knows Paul is hiding something and when the secrets come out, Jason finds his fantasy comes to life, right there on the stage.
One year on from Paul’s proposal, Jason is living a life he never dreamed of. As he fusses with his tie and readies to walk down the aisle, he reminisces about the previous twelve months. It hasn’t all been smooth sailing for the happy couple in the lead up to their wedding, with obstacles big and small thrown in their way.Marrying one of New York’s most eligible bachelors has Jason’s stomach in knots. Expectations of their society wedding are high, but out of love for Paul, Jason goes along with the grand plans because he understands Paul’s family has a reputation to maintain. But Paul has a surprise up his sleeve that just may see Jason getting the wedding of his dreams.Follow Jason on his journey as he prepares to marry one of the most eligible bachelors in New York and find out just how Dave got his name.
Review by: multitaskingmomma
My Rating: 4 of 4 Stars
(Based on Short&Light Read Category)
The One That I Want & Hopelessly Devoted To You by RJ Jones is a series that I read and read and then read again. Yes, it is one of those things which automatically become a favorite read, especially since singing in my mind are two of favorite songs from a favorite play made into a movie starring a favorite actor and a fantastic Aussie actress/singer. Grease is one of my go-to movies when I just want to relax and enjoy.
This is the story of Jason who sought to escape real life in musicals. He meets a gorgeous man in an elevator and strike a relationship that first began in friendship but soon morphed into a love that I can honestly call: morantic.
Yes, morantic. I don't think I have used that word for some time now. Morantic, for those not familiar with my usage, is a local slang for cheesy-romantic-make-your-heart-throb-and-giggle-through read. These two books are truly entertaining that can make your eyes roll at the silliness and make one go awww at the romance unfolding.
Grinning silly through this back to back read, Jason and Paul's journey from the elevator to the altar is truly fairytale-like that it leaves one with that silly smile and aching heart of what ifs.
I wish these two were not short and light reads for the highest I give these reads are a 4. In my heart, these are worthy of 5 stars, especially if you are seeking love, laughter and romantic dreaming written by an author who knows just what buttons to push.
Excerpt 3 (slightly NSFW)
The something Paul wanted to show me was how quickly he could make me come by fucking me over the hood while parked at a private and secluded beach not far from the manor. Turns out, pretty damn fast. Just the idea of sitting in the car had me hard, but when Paul bent me over and pressed my cheek into the cool metal of the hood, at the same time working his cock inside me, he had me coming in seconds and him filling my ass a moment later. His large body covered mine as we caught our breath. Paul ran his hands down my sides, as we silently looked over the glistening water before us, his cheek pressed to mine.
“I love you, my husband,” Paul whispered, without moving his face from where it rested on mine. “After the reception, I promise to make love to you slowly. It will be neither hard nor fast, and I will worship your body till you are boneless in my arms, resting like a prince.” He kissed my cheek before snuggling against me again.
“You know I don’t mind hard and fast. That, just now, was pretty damn fine, but I’ll be willing to forego the reception so you can keep your promise.”
“Nice try, babe.”
“Thanks. It was worth a shot.”
We stayed glued together for some time, happy to watch the play of lights over the water before us and were even content with the awkward position, until the mess demanded to be cleaned.
Somebody had thought ahead and stashed a packet of wet wipes in the glove compartment, so I used them to clean the car, making sure she gleamed once again, before picking my pants up.
Paul laughed as he kissed my cheek. “Always putting somebody else first, babe. Even an inanimate object.”
I mock-glared at him.
“Do your pants up and get in. There’s a party going on and you’re not going to want to miss it.”
Paul refused to tell me what was going on, but it soon became clear the Plaza reception wasn’t happening.
About the author
R.J. Jones started as a reader and eventually made the progression to reviewing. It wasn’t until two men popped into her thoughts, insisting on telling her their story that she started to write.
It started with one scene. A hot and dirty one in the shower…
R.J.’s initial thought was if she could write their scene then they’d shut up and allow her to concentrate on other aspects of her day. Not so. That shower scene ended up being 3000 words long and three hours of work. And still, they didn’t shut up. They told her their entire story and she didn’t sleep for days. Sometimes she couldn’t keep up with what they were telling her and she had to keep a notebook by her bed.
Whilst she was writing their story a side character decided he needed his story told too. Then other characters followed suit.
You see the problem? If she ever wants to sleep again then she needs to write.
R.J. is a wife and a mother to two boys. She is surrounded by males. Even her dog is a boy.