Jason has one rule when it comes to holidays -- work his shift behind the bar and then find a willing body to distract himself with. One night is long enough to satisfy his needs and still walk away with his heart intact. It has worked out fine for most of his adult life, but this Easter, he's trying something new. He's leaving the city to visit his friend Aiden, who recently moved in with his boyfriend in the middle of nowhere, but one unfortunate incident leaves Jason without a place to sleep.<br><br>Tom doesn't just not do relationships, he rarely does hook-ups, either, and never too close to home. Living on his own without attachments is easier than having the whole town knowing about him. As the holiday approaches, his lonely house grows even quieter than normal -- at least until his friend Tristan dumps an arrogant bartender in his lap.<br><br>As soon as Jason lays eyes on the gruff lumberjack whose home he'll be sharing, he knows who'll warm his bed for the weekend and help chase away any pending holiday gloom. Too bad Tom doesn't want to get with the program. As much as he wants to let Jason close, he won't risk outing himself for a weekend fling. Will Jason trust Tom not to break his heart if he stays longer than a couple of days? Will Tom value their relationship higher than the town gossip?

The Egg Hunt

“Are you hungry?” Tom drummed his fingers against the fridge door. He didn’t look in Jason’s direction.


“I could eat.” He could also scream. He wanted to demand that Tom pay attention to him, be interested in him. Maybe it was a little conceited to think so, but Jason knew he looked good. Any lumberjack should be happy to have him—unless Tom wasn’t into men, of course. “Are you straight?”


“Excuse me?” Tom’s expression closed down even more, and Jason instantly cursed his stupidity. Tom had probably lost his wife not too long ago, and here he was pouting because Tom didn’t seem to want Jason to fuck him. Childish


“Never mind. What do you want me to do?” Jason gestured towards the kitchen bench.


“Why don’t you go watch TV while I’ll throw something together?” Tom once again turned his back on Jason.


Jason held in a sigh as he exited the room. Why did he have to be so fucking difficult?


Chapter 22