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

Selfish as it was, he wanted to be right here, wanted to stay here, where Chris’s gaze burned trails on his skin, where the touches made him forget he wasn’t perfect or even average.


Chris reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. The way heat filled his eyes made Gabriel forget he should suck in his belly. The tug as Chris started to pull the jeans off didn’t wake the worms inside him. Instead, he helped to free himself of his clothes before grabbing Chris’s T-shirt. Sunlight shone on his pale skin and made the dark hair glisten. Gabriel glanced down at himself. He loved how Chris looked; Gabriel would never look like that, but maybe he’d be okay, anyway. Maybe he didn’t need to look exactly like that.


Chris interrupted his thoughts by pressing his lips against Gabe’s. His stubble scratched Gabe’s hand as he reached up to touch his cheek. Heat tightened his gut, and his erection started throbbing in his boxers.


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