Laurie Parkinson, who’s lived in Laurel Hills all his life, is a gay sheet metal worker who’d rather be a gay hairdresser. Wheat Dupuis, who’s also gay, is the scion of one of Laurel Hill’s wealthiest families. He’d rather grow grapes than become CFO of Dupuis International. Laurie wakes one morning to discover his family gone and his town decimated by a bacteria that has lain dormant for millennia, incased in ice. With the melting of the ice caps, the bacteria is released, and mankind faces a pandemic that could surpass the Black Plague. Wheat and his family are on their way to safety when the unthinkable happens and he’s left behind. Laurie knows of a bunker in the woods outside Laurel Hill, where he intends to take refuge. On the way there, Laurie finds and rescues Wheat. Can two such dissimilar men work together through a pandemic to find their families ... and possibly find love, as well?

Pandemic

He unplugged his cell phone from the charger. What the fuck? Why did it only show seventy-five percent charged?


He went to the light switch and flipped it, but nothing happened. Shit. Power must have gone out again. But the radio was still on, replaying the earlier message. Laurie went to it and turned it over.


He wanted to throw things, but there wasn’t time. He looked down at himself.


He had to get dressed. He didn’t relish the idea of putting on the clothes he’d worn the day before, but he had a plan. He and Lync were pretty much the same size, although Lync was a little bulkier than him.


Chapter 8