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

Tom’s breath ghosted his skin. His rough hands stroked his chest, scraping across his nipples. Goosebumps spread over Jason’s body, and Tom chuckled.


Jason wanted to respond, to tell Tom he was gorgeous, too. The lamp burning in one of the windows cast a warm glow over Tom’s skin. It was too dark for Jason to make out the details of the tattoo covering his arm, but the pink cherry blossoms stood out. Jason reached out and trailed the contours of one of them, distracting him from his nerves.


Tom gave him a smile and worked his way down Jason’s torso. He nipped and kissed, and dipped his tongue into his belly button. Jason closed his eyes. This is enough. What man said no to a blow job? Blow jobs were good—a perfect end to a date. Except…


Chapter 36