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

“Ugh, you’re awful,” Andy complained, pouting. Scooter was pretty sure he was bitching just for the sake of bitching, and that if he really objected, he’d say so more seriously.


Andy hoisted himself out of the floor with a flex of muscle that hadn’t yet failed to make Scooter’s mouth water. “Where the hell did they take that from, anyway? There wasn’t anyone else on the beach.” He washed his hands and splashed his face. “If we’re taking a break, I’m getting a water. You want one?”


“We’re out in here,” Jason said, finishing his inventory of his kitchen. “There’s a couple flats out in Scooter’s truck.” He flipped a page. “I think we’re gonna need to call the cheese a loss, Scooter. There’s water in the packaging. Need to find that leak.”


“Ugh, hot water,” Andy grumbled, but he pushed out the back door angled for the parking lot anyway.


Chapter 93