Chris Hart owns the only grocery shop in Nortown, but he isn't exactly overrun by customers. Some days he wonders why he bothers to open the doors at all. Spending his days smiling at the few people trickling in and his nights alone in bed isn't the most interesting life a man could lead. But when Chris suddenly gets the excitement he's been craving, it may be more than he bargained for.<br><br>Gabriel Miller loves his life. He's close to his sister, has a job he adores and is the proud owner of one and a half cats. But all of it is taken away when he witnesses a murder. To keep him safe, the police place him in Nortown, of all possible locations.<br><br>Chris can't believe they're letting someone live in his gran's old cabin in the middle of the winter. It's too cold. When the poor man shows up in his shop looking to buy clothes, Chris's heart melts, despite the freezing temperature. Gabriel notices the way the shopkeeper looks at him, but it can't be right. No one looks at a heavyset man with heat in their eyes. Do they?

Pet Delivery

“My God, these are divine. Where did you get the ingredients?” He didn’t sound angry, but there was some suspicion in his voice.


“I…erm…needed some clothes, so I went to Northfield this morning. I shopped a little while I was there.”


“Ah…” He took another bite. “Did you find anything good? God, I think I’m gonna chain you to my oven and have you make cinnamon rolls every day.”


“Good?” Gabriel did his best not to acknowledge the rest of what Chris had said even though his cock tingled in response.


“Anything good to wear. Northfield might be bigger than Nortown, but I wouldn’t plan on getting a new wardrobe there.”


Chapter 13