Chapter 16

“There’s still another hour,” said Bradley.

“I don’t care. Help me with this box. Mind if I stop home first?”

Bradley did, but only because he was so frustrated. Considering Lance had been gone weeks and he hadn’t kept up on his own self-maintenance—and Shay was right here and available—he wanted to have fun before he got to the cheese, not after. Well, maybe after, too. But Shay probably wanted to drop his honey off and pack a bag.

“You sure you’re ready to move on?” asked Shay as he parked, turned off the car. They sat in his dark garage for a moment.

Bradley turned toward him. “Stay the night. Stay the weekend.” He hoped his eyes begged. “I am more than ready to move on.”

Shay grinned. Bradley helped him haul the boxes of honey inside and then joined him in the kitchen where he pulled a few things out and stuck them in another box.

“You have room in your fridge for blueberries? I make great pancakes.”