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

Abruptly, he sneezed. He took out a handkerchief and discreetly blew his nose.


“I’m fine. It’s just the dust.” He hated that Constance sounded so concerned. It was nothing more than a tickle in his nose, nothing to be worried about at all.


He began to tug his mask into place, then paused. Was it really worth it at this point? They’d been around McIntyre for three days, and at the end…My God, he had gone so fast.


“Is that a good idea?” Constance saw his lack of action.


“Perhaps not, but it’s so uncomfortable. If we run into anyone, we can replace them.”


“All right.” She always agreed with his suggestions, and now she left her own mask dangling around her neck.


Chapter 42