Fixer Upper (Side by Side Book 2) by Hannah Henry

Fixer Upper (Side by Side Book 2) by Hannah Henry

Author:Hannah Henry [Henry, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Henry Publishing LLC
Published: 2024-07-08T00:00:00+00:00


Since Sunday’s stream went late, they’d made more realistic plans for Quinn to leave on Monday morning. The weekend had gone by offensively quickly. They’d spent most of Saturday in Weston’s bed, which was an incredible way to pass the time, and the Sunday stream was so chaotic that it zipped by. Weston had liked not having the delicate dance of trying to play it cool as he’d suggested Quinn stay over. They’d just fallen asleep together like it was a regular occurrence. It was comfortable. Weston had never been comfortable with having anyone stay in his studio, let alone his bed. It was usually claustrophobic and awkward. Having Quinn in his bed was as comforting as his stuffed bat.

Quinn woke him up Monday morning with a slow, sloppy blow job, then headed into the kitchen. Weston followed magnetically.

“What are you making?” Weston asked, elbows on the half wall, watching Quinn pull ingredients and pans out.

“Breakfast. You have admin stuff to do, right? Edit your VOD for TikToks?”

“It’s more fun to watch you cook.”

“I won’t do anything entertaining while you’re working.”

“Promise?”

Quinn nodded, then cracked an egg into a bowl with one hand. It was probably easier to do with large hands. Quinn came from a family of Nordic athletes and looked every bit the part. He clearly wasn’t a gym rat, but he was tall, and he had a chiseled jawline. He was so pretty. His face looked like it was made to smile, and it was hard to imagine him going through months of such a deep depression that he could barely get out of bed or muster the energy to see his best friend, who he shared a mortgage with.

Getting out of your element could help. Weston was still a new person for Quinn, and as much as they were enjoying their time together, they hadn’t let down all of their walls. He was working on the assumption that Quinn wasn’t magically better. Mental health issues and chronic health issues shared a lot of overlap. Weston knew better than most that you had to put on a brave face sometimes.

Quinn brought him a cup of coffee to drink while he worked, and Weston got their stream ready to post to YouTube, answered some emails, and replied to as many social media messages as he could. He was dodging questions about the nature of his and Quinn’s relationship left and right. Everyone thought they were dating. The “boyfriends” thing they had going on was boosting every metric possible on his channel. He wasn’t about to screw that up.

He also wasn’t about to destroy the fun, easy thing they had going on together by having a conversation about it. They’d been clear at the start. This was casual.

“Alright, back in bed,” Quinn said, balancing two plates and a large glass of orange juice in his hands. “Breakfast in bed.”

“You made me pancakes and bacon?”

“And there’s fruit.”

Weston crawled back in bed and made room for Quinn to follow, holding the plates while he got settled.



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