Renowned interior designer Fredi Zimmer is surprised when outdoorsman Max Greene, owner of Greene’s Outdoors, hires him to revamp Max’s rustic cabin in the Sierra Nevada foothills. Fredi is an out-and-proud Metro male whose contact with the outdoors is from his car to the doorway of the million-dollar homes he remodels, and to Fredi, Max is a typical straight man’s man. When Max blatantly and clumsily flirts with Fredi, Fredi’s stereotypical view of Max is shattered. Is this a build-up to a gay bashing? Cautiously believing Max is closeted and is trying to come out, Fredi decides he’s game to put a little spice into Max’s life, whether it’s in the colors and fixtures he’ll use to turn Max's dilapidated cabin into a showplace or over one of the many lunches and dinners they share talking about the remodel. Who can blame a guy for adding a little sensual pleasure as he retools Max’s life visually? Besides, Fredi has a backup plan if he’s wrong about Max’s intentions. Life would be all wine and roses if it weren’t for Max’s former friends and their conservative families. Alarmed with Max’s obvious infatuation, they make it their business to save him from sliding into hell. With the battle on, will Fredi and Max win the fight for a life of happiness together?

Redesigning Max

“You might want to stick around a few minutes, Mr. Myers, while we file all the charges against your son and his friends,” the sheriff said as we cleared the doorway. “Mr. Greene and Mr. Zimmer might have more to add to the current list.”


Steve rounded on us. “Fuck you, and fuck them!” he yelled. “It’s getting to be like a gay version of the Old West around here. The fucking faggots move in and take over the place, pushing out the God-fearing upright citizens to live their…their…”


“Fucking lives?” I asked with a grin. “You know, Steve, I’ve never understood why people like you fear God so much. Have you done something to displease him?”


“I don’t fear God!” Steve sputtered.


“But you just said you’re God-fearing. I’m not God-fearing.” I turned to Max. “You God-fearing?” Max shook his head. “Sheriff, are you God-fearing?” Although he was grinning, he shook his head, so I turned back to Steve. “Looks like of all of us here, you’re the only one who fears God.”


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