Chapter 7
Marc
Neither man spoke as Marc rushed down the stone path leading to Aiden’s A-frame lake cabin, almost hidden among the trees. Marc’s heart slammed against his ribcage. He’d spent the last six months in dry dock. He’d skipped the bars, clubs, and anything that could have led him down the road he’d frequented for years. Meet a man, fall for him, sleep with him, and hope for his happily ever after. Which never happened.
He was smart enough to know you usually don’t find the “relationship type” at a club, but until Graham had told him to take a step back and reflect on what he wanted, and if what he was doing would lead to his goal, Marc had continued to look for love in just that kind of place.
Now, here he was, meeting a man to whom he was instantly attracted and following hi
