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Authors: Jaime Reese
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enticing as hell and a few years didn't matter to Cam anyway.
Hunter took the tray and made his way to his corner of the diner.
Cameron watched him open his bag and take out some folders then remove the items from the tray and place them on the table. He ate his sandwich and just stared at the coffee mug. He'd take another bite and would turn the mug as if seeing it from a slightly different angle. He had already eaten half his sandwich, yet hadn't tasted his latte.
Cam wanted to grab the man and shove the coffee down his throat. Why the hell didn't he try it already? He couldn't hate the taste if he hadn't tried it. He took a deep breath to settle himself. For some reason, he just needed to know Hunter liked it, but all the man did was stare at the damn thing.
He couldn't take this anymore.
He took another deep breath then stormed to the back room where Lucy was cooling the cookies she had removed from the oven a few moments before.
"Are these ready yet?" he asked.
"Yes, they've already cooled for a bit," Lucy said.
"Thanks," he said, pulling one of the dry wax bakery tissues to grab one of the new flavored white chocolate chip cookies from the rack. He stomped out of the back room and into the dining area to Hunter's corner.
He sat there, sandwich finished, still staring at his damn coffee.
Cameron walked up to him and extended his hand that held the cookie. "You forgot your cookie," he added lamely.
Hunter looked at him, perplexed. "Thanks," he said as he reached for his wallet.
"On the house."
"Thanks," he said hesitantly as he took the offered cookie.
"Aren't you going to drink that?" Cam asked, pointing to the latte.
"I like the design," he said with a half smile. "I don't want to mess it up."
Cameron grabbed the spoon from the coffee dish and stirred the latte, erasing the heart design.
"Why'd you do that?" Hunter asked mournfully.
"Just drink your coffee," he mumbled.
Hunter cautiously raised the mug to his lips for a taste while maintaining eye contact with Cam. "It's really good," he said with a hesitant smile.
A wave of relief flooded Cam's senses with the approval. Watching Hunter take another sip of the coffee he'd mixed and his unmistakable expression of enjoyment was all Cam needed at that moment. He curtly nodded then retreated to the cash register. He withdrew money from his pocket to cover the cost of the cookie and added it to the register then tended to the new customer who had entered the diner.
Having a few minutes to think about what he had done made him realize how odd his actions were. He sighed. He hated prison, but at least there he knew what to do and exactly what was expected. Here, all bets were off. Cam wasn't sure how he was supposed to act with someone he was attracted to who might or might not be gay. It probably didn't matter anyway, he was certain Hunter thought he had a screw loose at this point based on how he had acted a few moments ago.
Cam had to find some way to make it up to him and regain possession of his sanity.
* * * *
Hunter didn't have a clue what the hell was going on. First, he thought the amazing heart design in the coffee might have been meant for him but Cam quickly pissed away that idea before it had a chance to take root. Apparently, it was meant for some other customer, a woman. Great. The first guy in a long time to light a fire inside him and he was straight. Hunter was bummed and wasn't going to lie to himself. He'd hopelessly stared at the damn design and all he thought about was how much time and practice it must have taken to do something like that. But what the hell did it matter, it was for someone else. He just couldn't bring himself to drink the coffee and make the heart disappear. How sappy was that?
He'd been so lost in thought he hadn't noticed Cam walk up to his table with the cookie. The man was actually talking to him rather than just taking an order or ringing up the bill. Hunter was stunned at how attractive this
Hunter took the tray and made his way to his corner of the diner.
Cameron watched him open his bag and take out some folders then remove the items from the tray and place them on the table. He ate his sandwich and just stared at the coffee mug. He'd take another bite and would turn the mug as if seeing it from a slightly different angle. He had already eaten half his sandwich, yet hadn't tasted his latte.
Cam wanted to grab the man and shove the coffee down his throat. Why the hell didn't he try it already? He couldn't hate the taste if he hadn't tried it. He took a deep breath to settle himself. For some reason, he just needed to know Hunter liked it, but all the man did was stare at the damn thing.
He couldn't take this anymore.
He took another deep breath then stormed to the back room where Lucy was cooling the cookies she had removed from the oven a few moments before.
"Are these ready yet?" he asked.
"Yes, they've already cooled for a bit," Lucy said.
"Thanks," he said, pulling one of the dry wax bakery tissues to grab one of the new flavored white chocolate chip cookies from the rack. He stomped out of the back room and into the dining area to Hunter's corner.
He sat there, sandwich finished, still staring at his damn coffee.
Cameron walked up to him and extended his hand that held the cookie. "You forgot your cookie," he added lamely.
Hunter looked at him, perplexed. "Thanks," he said as he reached for his wallet.
"On the house."
"Thanks," he said hesitantly as he took the offered cookie.
"Aren't you going to drink that?" Cam asked, pointing to the latte.
"I like the design," he said with a half smile. "I don't want to mess it up."
Cameron grabbed the spoon from the coffee dish and stirred the latte, erasing the heart design.
"Why'd you do that?" Hunter asked mournfully.
"Just drink your coffee," he mumbled.
Hunter cautiously raised the mug to his lips for a taste while maintaining eye contact with Cam. "It's really good," he said with a hesitant smile.
A wave of relief flooded Cam's senses with the approval. Watching Hunter take another sip of the coffee he'd mixed and his unmistakable expression of enjoyment was all Cam needed at that moment. He curtly nodded then retreated to the cash register. He withdrew money from his pocket to cover the cost of the cookie and added it to the register then tended to the new customer who had entered the diner.
Having a few minutes to think about what he had done made him realize how odd his actions were. He sighed. He hated prison, but at least there he knew what to do and exactly what was expected. Here, all bets were off. Cam wasn't sure how he was supposed to act with someone he was attracted to who might or might not be gay. It probably didn't matter anyway, he was certain Hunter thought he had a screw loose at this point based on how he had acted a few moments ago.
Cam had to find some way to make it up to him and regain possession of his sanity.
* * * *
Hunter didn't have a clue what the hell was going on. First, he thought the amazing heart design in the coffee might have been meant for him but Cam quickly pissed away that idea before it had a chance to take root. Apparently, it was meant for some other customer, a woman. Great. The first guy in a long time to light a fire inside him and he was straight. Hunter was bummed and wasn't going to lie to himself. He'd hopelessly stared at the damn design and all he thought about was how much time and practice it must have taken to do something like that. But what the hell did it matter, it was for someone else. He just couldn't bring himself to drink the coffee and make the heart disappear. How sappy was that?
He'd been so lost in thought he hadn't noticed Cam walk up to his table with the cookie. The man was actually talking to him rather than just taking an order or ringing up the bill. Hunter was stunned at how attractive this
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