The drive from the wedding venue to the cottage took slightly over two hours. Brian spent most of the time driving with one hand and threading the fingers of his opposite hand through Tristan’s. His mind was filled with a delirious warm buzz of happiness.
As he pulled the car into the driveway of an Adirondack style cottage, he smiled at the timber and stone façade and hoped the interior lived up to the photos the owner had posted. It had more bedrooms than they actually needed, but they had opted to rent something spacious because it had the amenities they wanted.
Tristan sat up and stretched. “This is it?” He had dozed off during the last hour, still a little worn out from his work schedule and the events of the day.
“The GPS thinks so. On first glance, it looks amazing.”
“Good. I gu
