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

Gabriel tried to think—did he? Chris would see his stomach wobble when he thrust into him, and in daylight, there was no way to hide it. “However you want me is fine.”


The growl rumbling deep in Chris’s throat made him tremble; then he found himself squashed under Chris’s weight.


“I want you any way, every way, all the ways.” Their teeth clinked together, and Gabriel winced, but Chris didn’t seem to care. With his tongue in Gabriel’s mouth, Chris reached down between them to position himself.


Gabriel’s heart thudded in his ears as the tip of Chris’s cock nudged his opening. He sucked in a breath and braced himself, but nothing happened. The kiss went on and on. Chris freed Gabriel’s hair and buried his fingers all the way to the scalp.


Gabe shifted his hips to increase the pressure against his hole, and Chris’s lips stretch into a smile, but he didn’t give up on kissing. Slowly, so fucking slowly, Chris breached him.


Chapter 34