Bill Hawkins owns a bed-and-breakfast in the small mountain town of Middleton. He loves his life, his family, and his friends. The only thing missing is someone to call his own. A man he can love who will love him in return.<br><br>Erik King takes off when he catches his boyfriend in bed with another man. He's looking for somewhere away from that city. Perhaps a small town where life is less hectic and the people are friendly. What he is not looking for is a new man in his life.<br><br>When a winter snowstorm lands Erik at Bill's B&B, he finds the younger man too interesting, and goes on the run, again. The question becomes, will he realize he can't run from his feelings and return in time to celebrate Thanksgiving—and admit to Bill that he cares for him -- giving them both a reason to be thankful?

Bill and Erik

“With the snow, and the fact she lives out past Studio 25, and we’re right across the street, we figured why make her come in when we’re quite capable of cooking eggs and what have you,” Tom said, before taking the tray into the dining room.


“War, no!” Bill ordered when the dog nudged Carol’s leg, looking hopefully up at her. “You’ve already eaten.”


Carol patted War’s head, then dropped a piece of bacon on the floor for him.


“Mom…” Bill protested. “You’re spoiling him.”


She grinned as she put the rest of the bacon on another warming tray. “And that’s a problem, why?”


Bill shook his head, knowing it was a losing battle, and took the tray into the dining room, putting it down on the credenza next to the trays holding sausages and scrambled eggs. There was also a covered platter of cinnamon rolls and another of toast. Plates, cups, and silverware sat at the end of the credenza next to an urn of coffee.


Chapter 7