The Positions of Love Box Set

Book 1: The Positions of Love-1

Book 1: The Positions of Love

As a bus driver for the City of Richmond, Vic Braunson was used to working odd shifts and the occasional holiday or two. When the roster came around, asking for volunteers to work the day after Thanksgiving, he signed up—his lover, Matt diLorenzo, had already warned Vic he had to be at the gym that day, and Vic saw no need to take time off if Matt weren’t home to share it. A swim instructor at a gym in the West End, Matt had scheduled a crew to come in that Friday while the gym was closed to clean out the Olympic-sized swimming pool, and he had to be there to supervise them. So Vic put his name down on the roster, and would take an extra day off at Christmas to make up for it.

He’d forgotten the day after Thanksgiving was only the busiest shopping day of the year.

His shift started at seven in the morning; when he left the house at six thirty, the streets were already jammed with cars. Weekdays never saw so much traffic, and most businesses were closed for the long weekend holiday—where everyone came from, Vic had no clue. After ten minutes of riding his brakes, he growled as he zoomed through a yellow light and cut off a tractor trailer in his haste to take the turn onto the interstate, hoping to get out of the mess. But he only managed a few miles before he found himself once again ensnared in a bumper-to-bumper gridlock. Leaning on his car horn, he muttered under his breath, “What the f**k?”

He turned on the radio, hoping for a traffic report. Only when the DJ mentioned “Black Friday” did he realize where all the cars were going—shopping. With a groan, he leaned his head back and stared at the dome light on the ceiling as he tried not to scream in frustration.

He was going to be late.

And if he were too late, that meant someone else would be called in to work his shift, and that meant no extra day in December. He already had plans for Christmas—plans that included long, uninterrupted days in bed with Matt, no clothing, no troubles, nothing but tender kisses and hot s*x. “I’ve got a special present for you,” Matt kept telling him, with a wicked gleam in his eye that suggested to Vic exactly what type of gift it might be.

Now that he had someone to share them with, Vic found himself looking forward to the holidays.