Leaning Into the Fall (Leaning Into Series Book 2) by Lane Hayes

Author:Lane Hayes [Hayes, Lane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: M/M, Fiction
Publisher: Lane Hayes
Published: 2017-03-11T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Un-freaking-real. I wanted to claim I’d been kicked out of better wineries, but this was a first. So was being chased by a six-foot-four wisp of a man wearing jangling bracelets, black silken flowy pants, and a matching shirt. Geordie followed me outside to the herb garden before rounding on me so fast I thought he was going to punch me.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Joe Thackery is one of our most loyal customers. He’s been coming here for years!” he yelled, throwing his arms in the air.

I shoved my hands into my front pockets and rounded my shoulders uncomfortably. “He called you a faggot.”

Geordie went completely still. I didn’t necessarily expect praise, but I certainly didn’t expect the silent stare that clearly questioned my sanity.

“Well, my heavens. That is a new one.”

I frowned at his sarcastic tone, unable to figure him out. Shouldn’t he be pissed? He did look upset, but at me…not the jackass inside. Whatever. I gave up. I flopped unceremoniously onto the wooden bench next to a giant rosemary bush then braced my forearms on my knees before glancing up at Geordie.

“He’s a creep. He was leering at the girl I was helping. And her boyfriend was right there. He was rude and inappropriate and then he said that word. No one should say that word. Ever. Your friend may be a good customer, but he’s not a good person.”

“He’s not my friend, idiot. He’s my customer. This is a business and—”

“So you should refuse to do business with him. You should kick him out.”

“Thanks for the advice, but tell the truth. That act wasn’t for my benefit.” Geordie raised a brow when I narrowed my eyes in confusion. “It was for you. Who did he remind you of? A coach who never played you? A boss you hated? An ex-lover? Your father? Your step-father? Your priest?”

I shook my head angrily and offered a flippant, “I’m sorry. What can I say? I’m an asshole and—”

“Yes, you are,” he agreed quickly then held up his hand before I could retort. “Look, I’m not siding with Joe. I’m telling you that sinking to his level will never solve anything. And if you think I need your skinny white ass to save me from clueless dickwads, you, my friend, are sadly mistaken.”

“I wasn’t saving you.”

“No shit, Sherlock. You were having a tantrum! You pushed him and he pushed back, and why do I get the crazy feeling no one heard him but you?”

“They probably didn’t. He kept his voice down, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t say it.”

“Understood, but it’s your word against his now. If you’d maturely stopped when you heard him say something reprehensible and notified Wes or me, we could have personally made sure he never walked through the doors again. And we’d make sure news spread like wildfire so he’d be banned from some of his other favorite wineries. But that’s not what you did. The second you retaliated like a princess in prom court who didn’t win the tiara, you lost all credibility.

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