Andy Howard dropped out of college to get away from his abusive father. When his longtime boyfriend reveals similar tendencies, Andy refuses to endure another moment of it, running away with nothing more than the cash in his pockets. He makes it to Virginia, where he's taken in by Scooter Stahl, a restaurant owner looking for an extra hand who's willing to be paid cash under the table.<br><br>Scooter's been struggling for years: to keep the beachside restaurant he inherited from his parents above water (both financially and literally); to live down the fact that he's gay in a small southern town; to get over the man who's owned his heart since he was fourteen. But he's never had to struggle as hard as he is now, to keep his hands off Andy.

Nights in Sandbridge

Andy groaned and set about figuring out the best ways to make Scooter crazy, because damned if he was going to be the only one half out of his mind with need. He nipped at Scooter’s lips and tested the edges and corners of Scooter’s mouth, tracking the hitched breaths and moans and clenched hands.


Scooter’s jaw was rough with stubble and Andy nosed along the edge of it to the sweet spot under his ear, licked and nibbled the rim of Scooter’s ear and breathed hot into it just to make Scooter shudder.


“Oh, that’s…yeah, that’s nice,” Scooter murmured, going boneless under Andy’s mouth. He slid hishands down Andy’s back, stopped when he reached the waistband of Andy’s jeans. “Can I?” His fingersteased at the skin there, clearly tracing the line of consent, but even that was hot and arousing, the way Scooter’s fingers were warm and a little rough from all the work he did. The pads of his fingers scraped along Andy’s sides, just bordering on the edge of ticklish.


Chapter 51