Tory Cuthbert is the owner of Misty View Motel, and he’s mostly satisfied with his life. He rarely thinks about the time, fourteen years ago, when a boy he loved -- Wheeler Ridley -- left him behind. Maury Landrum, one of Tory’s employees, is a tempting morsel, but Tory can't seem to bring himself to take the next step, even though he knows Maury would be more than willing.<br><br>Then Wheeler turns up at the motel and doesn't even recognize Tory when he hits on him. After Wheeler’s repeated attempts to get into Tory’s pants, Tory reveals that they knew each other and what happened when they were kids. Wheeler remembers things differently, however, and Tory realizes he’s actually been wrong -- all this time.<br><br>When Maury abruptly resigns, Tory finally wakes up to what’s been right under his nose. And he has to get Maury back, no matter what.

Love, Love Me Dude

I hustled to the bathroom and drained my bladder, ever so thankful for release. I looked at myself in the mirror. I needed a shave and a shower. Might as well get it over with, then. I took my time, and when I was done, it was five-thirty.


I went back to the living room and sat in the easy chair, content to watch Maury as he dreamed peacefully on my couch. He belonged there. He fit.


We remained that way for another hour or so, and then Maury suddenly bolted upright. He stared at me with wide eyes. “Shit! Did I fall asleep here?”


“You did, but it’s fine. Sheila knows. I texted her,” I replied.


Maury slumped back against the cushions. “God, that was—” A wide yawn interrupted his speech, and then he scratched the overnight beard growth on his face. “What time is it?”


“Going on seven. You don’t have to work today, do you?” I asked.


“Nah. Mr. Murray has it covered with a few part-timers. I need to be there on Saturday, though.”


Chapter 11