Cream of the Crop by Alice Clayton

Author:Alice Clayton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gallery Books

Chapter 14

“I love that that is what you’re wearing for a walking tour,” Logan said when I opened Roxie’s front door. He laughed, motioning to my wedge-heeled boots.

“What? Chad said boots,” I rebuffed, pointing a toe forward. I waved a hand at his getup. “Are we stopping by Lands’ End for a catalogue shoot?”

“Har-har. Let’s get moving.”

“Where’s your equally gorgeous other half?” I asked, looking around him to see the porch and car empty of Chad. Logan smoothed his hair back, giving me a view of those damn cheekbones. Good Lord. I’d only seen them together, as some kind of Gorgeous Team. But Logan was the kind of good-looking that stood on its own. “He’s ordering at the coffee shop while I fetched you.”

With Oscar in the city, selling his wares and getting his swoon on (I was under no illusion that I was the only one in his line swooning), I was heading out with Chad and Logan to see the must-sees and -do’s of Bailey Falls. It was something that I’d been meaning to do, but when given the choice between spending free time being pranced through town or being bundled up in warm dairy farmer . . . not so much of a choice.

The tour would afford me incredible insider information—and not to mention uninterrupted time with my two new favorite guys.

By the time we pulled in front of the café, I was as in love with Logan as I was with his husband. We parked and were joined by Chad, carrying a few bags and a tray of coffee.

“Is it coffee or tar?” I asked warily, sniffing the cup, grateful when he assured me that it was the former.

We air-kissed quickly before he planted a solid one on his husband. In the middle of the town square on a Saturday morning, while families of all kinds passed by on the crowded sidewalk. Another mark in the plus column for Bailey Falls, and one worth mentioning. Having a place city couples could escape to in the country, and still enjoy their lifestyle without scorn and scuffle, was something I felt very happy to be selling.

“So, where are we off to first?” I asked around a mouthful of banana nut muffin.

Chad handed his coffee to his husband and pulled out a list from his pocket.

1. Stroll through town

2. Bryant Mountain House

3. The Tube

“The Tube?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Swimming hole.”

“I don’t have a suit. And it’s a bit nippy.” I thrust my chest out to further cement the idea.

“Trust me,” Chad insisted.

“And we’re doing this by foot?” I asked, seriously rethinking my choice of footwear.

“Mostly,” Logan said knowingly. “We’ve got a carriage taking us up to Bryant.”

Oh, thank God.

“Where are we starting?”

Chad pulled out his keys and unlocked his car. Grabbing a camera bag, he said, “We’re getting more of those photos that you wanted for the campaign around town first. Then heading up to Bryant to tour the grounds.”

We finished our quick breakfast and started out. The town was just opening up its shutters on a lazy, cool Saturday morning.

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