The Story of Jax and Dylan

July 28, 2016

25105414The Story of Jax and Dylan is the new novel by Jamie Dean and plays out on the age old theme of best friends who fall in love, don’t know what to do with it and run away from each other until by chance they meet again years later and everything turns out to be just great and they have their HEA. This one is no different, but I liked it anyway.

Dylan and Jax have known each other forever and have been best friends for as long as they can remember. But growing up Dylan starts having different feelings for Jax, feelings he knows he should not be having for his best friend. And the night before senior prom Dylan kisses Jax and hopes for the best. But Jax turns him down and runs. Dylan moves out of town before they get a chance to talk about and so Dylan spends over 10 years thinking Jax hates him for that kiss.

After all those years Dylan comes across Jax on Facebook and accidently sends him a friend request. To his surprise Jax accepts the request and they start talking again. At first about old friends and memories, but quickly everything is back to the way it was. They spend a lot of time together and Dylan once again starts having feelings for Jax, even though Jax seems to be straight and has a girlfriend. But the heart wants what the heart wants…..

Over the years Jax has turned out to be a published author, but he refuses to let Dylan read any of his work, because he claims it is to personal. Hidden truths can be found in the stories that Jax wrote and when the truth finally does come out, many things will change and their lives will never be the same again.

Now I know the story sounds simple and to be honest, it is. From the start we all know what is going to happen and how the ending will be, but it is so much fun getting to the end. Both MC’s do come of a little flat and sometimes I just wanted to scream at both of them to get a move on, but I guess that means I did get in the story.

DYLAN WASN’T sure about this whole Facebook thing. He used the Internet for work and to play the occasional mind-numbing game before bed, but he wasn’t much of a computer guy. He didn’t like people knowing his business. On the other hand, now that Tom lived several states away, his younger brother had assured him that this was an easier way to keep in touch than plain old e-mails and phone calls and texting.

Dylan wasn’t convinced, but he figured it was worth a shot. Besides, Tom had also said it was a great way to reconnect with old friends, and there were a couple of people Dylan wouldn’t mind looking up. He wasn’t a reunion guy, but there were one or two individuals he’d like to know what happened to.

He got his profile set up and did a search for Tom. Tom had walked him through that much, but Dylan didn’t put up a picture yet. He thought he’d lurk for a little bit before he went putting the aged version of himself out there for others to see. He wanted to see how others had fared first. For the time being, his page only said “Dylan Holt” with the default silhouette picture.

Once he found Tom and sent the friendship request, he took a little while to browse Tom’s page. There wasn’t a lot to it right then, other than a picture of Tom in between haircuts, looking adorably lame with his normally short bangs flopped into his big brown eyes. Tom said Dylan would be able to see more once they were friends, because of the privacy settings. Dylan had instructions on how to do that for himself, after he had anything to make public or private.

When he was done looking at Tom, he typed a new name into the search bar. If Rosie Harker was on Facebook, apparently she’d gotten married, because her name wasn’t coming up. It was probably just as well, Dylan thought. She was his first and he’d never forgotten her, but it wasn’t like they’d have too much to say.

You can find Jamie Dean’s personal page here. This story is for sale at Dreamspinner Press.


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