Chapter 7: Fruits and OfficersGabe kept casting shy glances his way. Chris didn’t know why, but it made him giddy. It would be great if Gabe could work in the shop with him. He shouldn’t think such things, but it was so nice to see him there, lifting and moving crates of fruit and vegetables.
Chris wanted to touch him.
“What’s your favourite fruit?”
Gabe put away an empty banana box. “Erm…I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” Chris did his best to sound horrified.
“No…is it important?” The corner of Gabe’s mouth twitched; Chris wanted to lick it.
“Of course! You can’t trust a man whose favourite fruit is kiwi.”
“You can’t?”
“God, no!” Chris kept his face straight as he waited for Gabe to answer.
“Well, that’s good to know. I guess I’d have to say…apples. You can’t go wrong with apples.
