Chapter 21It had started snowing when they woke up on their first Christmas Eve together. Jason was on winter break, but Ben had to go in to work.
Normally, while his boyfriend ate a quick breakfast of coffee and maple brown sugar oatmeal, Jason would put together his lunch: a thermos of tomato basil soup, an olive loaf on rye sandwich—Ben’s favorite—and an apple. But because it was Christmas Eve, Ben only had to work half a day; he’d come home and have lunch with Jason.
So Jason leaned against the counter, sipped his coffee, and watched the man he loved.
“I’ve got to get hopping.” Ben scraped the last of his oatmeal into his spoon and shoved it into his mouth, then finished his coffee.
Jason set aside his own cup. “Leave that. I’ll take care of it later.”
“Okay, thanks. I want to get
