Chapter 29
Andy wasn’t really a morning person, but there were a few ways to wake up that he didn’t mind. Scooter bringing him a mug of fresh coffee. Scooter nibbling at the back of his neck, hand sliding lazily over his skin. Scooter singing ridiculous 80s pop under his breath as he pulled on jeans to go out on the deck for his morning smoke.
Could he help it, if all his favorite ways to wake up involved his boyfriend? Scooter had already been about the best part of Andy’s mornings.
Dog slobber, that was not on Andy’s list of favorite ways to be woken.
“Ugh, Trick, stop, gross, get off,” he whined, pushing at the lump of fur that was panting hot dog breath into his face. Satisfied that Andy was awake, Trick jumped down off the bed. Andy shoved off the blankets and sat up, scratching a
