Jason Mann needs a vacation, badly. A psychologist, he feels like he works all the time and plays very little. Honestly, he just wants to go away with his ruggedly handsome boyfriend, policeman Dillon Snyder. He doesn’t care where, but hopefully soon.<br><br>A vacation isn’t easy to plan in their lives, though. Jason has his string of patients he helps, and Dillon cleans up the streets as an officer of the law. Plus, their friend Gillian pulls them in different directions, always demanding. Something has to give, and quickly. Before Jason loses his mind over his job and friend, he desperately needs to get away.<br><br>When Dillon has an opportunity to fly south for a vacation in Florida for eleven days, Jason’s on board. But with every treat in life comes a price. Will this adventure and a colony of nudists rip the two men apart, or will their days of fun in the sun only bring them closer together?

Rugged Mann

The man of his dreams glows with a big grin: dimples, unshaven today, sexy as always. Handgun clipped at his right side. Silver shield glimmering on his navy blue uniform. Hair mixed with some product and sporting the perfect wave. Porn-stuff for all the right reasons, Jason thinks. No wonder everyone drools and becomes open-mouthed over him.


Dillon kisses him: nothing over-the-top and alerting because they are in public. Something simple and sweet, semi-discreet among the crowd. More like a peck than a kiss. No dicks grinding. No chests gliding together. No man-palms on bottoms. He asks Jason, “How’s your day going so far, babe?”


“The normal. Two patients in a fucked up world of weirdness and a dictator as president. How’s it going for you?”


“One domestic violence call first thing this morning. We arrested the boyfriend. He beat the hell out of his girlfriend. Two black eyes. A broken wrist. It was horrible. I hate shit like that any time of the day.”


Chapter 9