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

“Starts with an S, suck suck suck—” There went Lolly, of course.


“What a fucking genius!” Scooter grinned, noticing Andy was going along with it. He’d obviously seenthe movie a few times.


By the time the call-and-answer was over, most of them were laughing, singing, or otherwise quoting choice bits of Rocky Horror to each other. Kat was glaring at Jason and insisting he explain this weird American thing to her. Good luck with that, Jase.


“So, Rocky Horror, yeah?” Andy said. He was shuffling through a deck of Exploding Kittens cards and snickering.


“Indeed,” Mark announced, his hand suddenly in Scooter’s hair. Scooter swatted at him, half-exasperated, half-amused. “Scooter was the best Frank we ever had in our shadowcast. We were all sad when he had to stop.”


Andy leaned back in his chair and looked at Scooter, obviously visualizing. “Nice. Very nice.”


Chapter 82