Chapter 6
Mitch had surprised himself at how much work he’d been able to do while not thinking about the wonderful evening he’d spent with John. It had been too wonderful, too special, and too enjoyable. He stopped himself; the list could go on and on.
Mitch knew he’d have to avoid the man completely for the next couple of days, then maybe he’d allow himself to nod or wave at the guy as they passed, perhaps exchange a brief word about the weather or something. But no way could he enter the man’s cottage again and spend time with him. John made Mitch feel things, want things he couldn’t—shouldn’t want.
Mitch had stayed up half the night sanding and varnishing John’s crib. He firmly squelched his inner voice’s taunt about how he wouldn’t be able to avoid John when he delivered the finishe
