“Weather Guy” Grant Singer is determined to be in a committed relationship by year’s end. Tired of guys who only go out with him in order to get close to his more famous coworker, he signs up with an online dating service. No one ever claimed meteorology was sexy, but surely Grant can find someone to share his life with the help of technology. Too bad he’s more attracted to the waiter who serves them lunch than any of his matches.<br><br>Waiter Craig Brower is focused on finishing his degree in mathmatics. He doesn’t have time for dating and couldn’t care less when a local television celebrity shows up in his section.<br><br>But Grant is a nice guy and soon Craig is all too invested in making sure he ends up with the right man by his side no matter how stormy the weather.

Stormy Weather

“That guy from Channel Eleven. You know!”


Christ. Now she was squealing, her voice rising to a pitch only dogs could hear. Sometimes Craig really thought the end of Western civilization would come to pass at the evil hands of the cathode ray tube. Not that technology still used cathode ray tubes, but he didn’t know what they had been replaced with or how they might achieve enough sentience to become evil. Anyway, Amy definitely overindulged in her favorite television programming.


“No,” Craig said with infinite patience, hands gathering the needed condiments. “I don’t know. I don’t have a television and that you do know.”


“You are such a buzzkill.” Amy balled her fists onto her hips and Craig whispered a silent prayer one of her food orders would come up and she’d be forced to leave him alone. He didn’t have time for her to get this riled. “Weather Guy Grant. The guy with all the funny weather jokes? He’s sitting in my section.”


Chapter 8