“And Clark thought you two made such an adorable couple.”
Tanner had been reluctant to be separated from his bed so early on a day off, but when he succeeded in guilting Jesse into buying the Bloody Marys at their favorite 13th Avenue café, he scrounged for some shorts, hid his bedhead under a hat, and stumbled down the stairs just as Jesse was squeezing his little Toyota into a parking spot across the street. They hugged hello—”You look like you’ve been up all night.” “Unlike your daisy-fresh self.”—and slouched the two blocks to the café while the rest of the neighborhood geared up for Monday. The coffee counter at Poet’s Row was busy, and a few tables of suits were tucking into big breakfast meetings, but Jesse and Tanner were the back bar’s first customers of the day.
“We are an ador
