Chapter 11: The Cellist
June 20
Jarr was listening to The Piano Guys perform Love Story meets Love Story on his smartphone again. His head rocked to the left and right in quick motion. He closed his eyes and felt lighter, more alive. His right foot tapped on the beach’s sand as he waited for Ryan. The two men were going for a morning run again before he had to be at Cupcakes to help Richter with the preparation of donuts and breads, and brewing coffee. The music was just as breathtaking as the rising sun on the red and golden horizon.
There was a biting chill in the air this morning, but it wasn’t a nuisance. He rather enjoyed it as it brushed over his pecs, reminding him of Ryan’s fingertips on their three dates. The cool breeze was like Ryan’s breath against the tight splay of his cor
