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

“Oh, God,” he said weakly. “Scooter, that was—God.”


Scooter panted for breath, one hand rubbing soothing circles over Andy’s back. “Yeah, that was…that was somethin’ else. How dare you be so perfect?”


Andy tried for a snort and it came out more like a sniff. “I’m the perfect one, he says. What about you?” He sighed happily.


“Neither of you are perfect,” Kat’s voice came clear through the wall. She was probably in the bathroom, leaning against the connecting door in order to be that understandable. “You are both Very Loud and owe me So Much Ice Cream.”


Scooter rolled his eyes extravagantly. “Says you, Miss Making Hurricane Babies!”


“And hurry up in there,” Andy added. “We could use a shower.”


“Ugh,” Scooter said. “Gonna be a cold one. Well, lukewarm. There’s no power.”


“Serves you right,” Kat said. She flushed the toilet and then she stomped back into her own bedroom.


Chapter 92