Main Street in Ann Arbor was crowded, but then it was Christmas Eve. Garth and Tony had walked through Kerrytown looking in the shop windows and checking out the menus at the various bistros. Garth saw several other same s*x couples doing the same thing but they were invariably holding hands. He and Tony weren’t at that stage yet…might never get to that stage.
“Does this look good to you?” Tony asked Garth over his shoulder.
Garth, for the umpteenth time that evening, was checking out Tony’s ass. If Tony had looked sexy in his mall-cop uniform, then he was downright fuckable in his casual clothing of ass-hugging pants and leather motorcycle jacket.
“Earth to Garth?” Tony said, causing Garth to lift his gaze from Tony’s ass. “You like what’s on the menu?”
“Oh, yes!” Garth felt his face
