Garrett Webb has a five-point plan for starting his own business. To keep it on track, he takes a second job and settles into the evening delivery run between Owensville and Mt. Franklin. The solitude of being on the road clears his head and enables him to chart a better future for himself. When a foggy night sends him to the safety of The Downshift Diner and its owner, Oliver Sanderson, that future takes an unforeseen turn.
Oliver Sanderson enjoys a quiet life along the lonely stretch of highway that’s home to his diner. The road brings all manner of interesting souls to his door. When Garrett Webb steps out of the fog seeking shelter, his openness and honesty draws Oliver’s interest. He’s ready to take the next step but needs to be cautious. Trouble is coming to the diner, and Oliver wants Garrett clear of it.
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Garrett filled out the work order and handed it to his supervisor with the warning he planned to check over all the machines in that locale while he was on the call. Since he had to drive that night and the depot was on that side of town, he received permission from his boss to leave whenever he was finished and fill out his timesheet in the morning. Garrett thanked him, grateful for the favor.
By mid-afternoon, it became obvious he’d be finished early. A call to the dispatcher at Parker Transportation got him the promise of having his truck loaded and ready to go by three. If he made the highway by three-thirty, he could stop at the diner about five and have a chat with Oliver. If all went well, they’d have an hour or so during the return trip to talk or…whatever.
He warned the dispatcher he planned to stop for a late dinner and not to panic if he didn’t have the truck back in the usual five to six hours. The man didn’t care provided Garrett called with confirmation of where he was and all was well.
No problem.
Keeping the truck to the speed limit was a problem.
Garrett cruised into the parking lot of the busy Downshift Diner at four-forty, filled out the manifest, and strolled inside like he didn’t have a care in the world. Oliver walked up the aisle toward him, balancing a tray with one hand and wearing a big grin.
“Boy, what you’re looking for is in the stock room.”
“Um, maybe you should come and make sure I’ve got the right thing?”
“I’ll be right there.” Oliver set the tray on the edge of a table and passed out plates. As Garrett slipped past him on the way to a more private greeting, he heard Oliver call out an order to the kitchen.
“Hey, Murf, we need a ham and Swiss wrap to go for Garrett.”
Murf stuck his head out the kitchen door. “Hi, Garrett. You need one or two to go? Coffee or soda?”
“Just one and a soda. Thanks.” Garrett paused and lowered his voice. “How much is that, just in case he won’t let me pay?”
Murf snorted. “You already paid by putting that shit-eating grin on Oliver’s face. But if you want to give five bucks for the homeless shelter, we’ll take it.”
Garrett pulled a ten-dollar bill from his pocket. “This’ll have to do since I don’t have a five. Hey!” He made a grab for the money as someone snatched it out of his hand. Oliver propelled him toward the back room.
“You keep your money until you have your debts worked off, you hear me?”
“Oliver, you’re pushing your luck. I was giving that to Murphy for the shelter.”
With deft fingers, he recovered the bill and waved it at Murf. “Grab this before he interferes again!”
The ten-spot vanished into Murf’s pocket as the door closed between them. Oliver backed him against the cool concrete wall. Garrett lifted his legs and wrapped them around Oliver’s hips. Oliver’s mouth settled over his and nothing else mattered.
He moaned against Oliver’s lips, caught in a wave of desperate carnal need that had no hope of being met. Oliver’s tongue flicked over his, then withdrew. Garrett threw his head back as Oliver kissed down this neck.
“I can’t stay long, Oliver. I’ve got to get the truck to Mount Franklin.”
Oliver thrust his pelvis forward, the hard ridge of his cock riding Garrett’s. “Boy, it won’t take us long.”
“I’ll be back in a few hours and can hang out until about ten-thirty.” Garrett ducked his head and found Oliver’s lips for another hungry kiss.
Oliver tapped him on the right hip, then gripped the back of his thigh. Garrett set his left foot back on the floor, then the right. Oliver ran his thumb over his lower lip.
“I guess I can live that long if you can. You’re here early. I didn’t expect you for at least another hour.”
“When life throws you a doggie biscuit, you take it. I caught a break on my assignments today, that’s all.”
Oliver reared back, eyes narrowed. “What happened to your eyes?”
“Huh?” Garrett blinked at him, then grinned as Oliver tilted his chin to the left, still staring. “Aw, you noticed my eyes. That’s so sweet.”
“I’d swear they were a different blue before.” He moved Garrett’s chin to the right.
Garrett sighed, doing his best to sound exasperated. He could see Oliver wasn’t buying it, so he explained. “Contact lenses, Oliver. My tinted pair is soaking. These are clear.”
“Son of a bitch. I’ve been marveling over your incredible blue eyes since I first saw you and now you tell me they’re fake.” He pulled Garrett away from the wall and spanked his butt.
Garrett laughed, amused. “I’m just full of surprises.”
Oliver nodded and suddenly pulled Garrett into the staff restroom and locked the door. “So am I.”
Garrett’s pulse surged. His balls tingled as goosebumps sped over his skin. He didn’t protest—couldn’t had he wanted to—as Oliver unsnapped his jeans, laid his warm palms on Garrett’s hips, and slid his pants halfway down his thighs. Oliver’s fingers closed around his stiff cock as he dropped to his knees in front of Garrett. Garrett braced himself against the door to keep from tumbling over as Oliver’s warm, wet mouth enveloped him.
“I didn’t stop for this, I swear.” He buried his fingers in Oliver’s dark hair. An amused-sounding grunt was the reply. He let his head rest against the door and closed his eyes. It wasn’t going to take long. Oliver was too good at his work.
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