The French Toast Emergencies
Arthur Cain has removed himself from a social life littered with mistakes and unhappiness. When a freak April snowstorm hits, he just wants to stock up on the basics so he can get back to writing his thesis. Samuel Richards is a musician with a wicked sense of humor and he knows how to use it. The last thing he expected was to have it save him when he heads out for supplies and everything falls apart. The storm sends both to the grocery store, but neither had a adatea on their shopping list. Itas one disaster after another for Samuel, but the history student comes to his rescue. If only Arthur was as good dealing with live men as he was with dead Vikings. --- With some effort, he finally squeezed through the traffic snarl and reached for the last loaf of bread right as another hand closed in on it. His gaze flew to the man beside him. He looked to be in his mid-twenties, like Arthur, but taller and lankier. His brown hair was curly and long-ish, sticking up every which way. He had brown eyes and scruffy facial hair. His grin nearly made Arthur let go of the bread. aUhm, I think this was mine, a the cute guy said, tugging on the loaf. aNo, pretty sure it was mine, a Arthur protested, tightening his grip. He always rewarded a particularly productive dayas work with grilled cheese and tomato soup. aYou could get raisin bread, a the other guy suggested. aEww, you canat make grilled cheese with raisin bread.a aSure you can. Just think, melty cheddar with raisin bread. Mmm.a On second thought, maybe that didnat sound so bad. However ... aStill gross with tomato soup, a Arthur pointed out, gesturing to the half dozen cans in his cart with the hand that wasnat clutching the bread. The other guy made a face but didnat let go. aFair enough.a Arthur tugged at the loaf gently. aSo youare going to give me the bread?a The other guy laughed, leaning against the shelves as if he was getting comfortable. aNope.a aUhmaa Arthur mentally calculated how long the storm would last and the number of slices head need before then aawe could split the loaf.a aFine. You let me have the loaf, Iall pay for it, and we can split it after we go through the register.a Arthur hesitated. aI really need this bread. How do I know you wonat disappear with my half?a He shook his head. aNo deal.a aBut if there can be no arrangement, then we are at an impasse.a Arthur broke into a grin. aAre you quoting Princess Bride to me?a aMaybe.a The answering grin was cheeky.He finally found a matching pair and returned to the bathroom. He knocked tentatively on the door and he heard Samuel call out, aYou can come in and leave the clothes on the sink or whatever.a aOkay. ... The room was fogged with steam and the semi-sheer shower curtain had droplets of water trickling down it. He tried to avert his eyes ... The sweats were low on his hips, probably to accommodate the difference in their height. aThank you. I appreciate it.a aNo problem.a Arthur turned toanbsp;...
| Title | : | The French Toast Emergencies |
| Author | : | Brigham Vaughn |
| Publisher | : | Two Peninsulas Press - 2014-04-28 |
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