Jamie put some butter on the flattop griddle.“To be honest, I have no idea.I guess whatever it is Joesph needs me to do.”
Joesph leaned against the bread warmer.“There isn’t much for anyone to do until this beam situation is done.”
“Salzy, do you have any plans?”Jamie asked.
“Nope.No plans.”He was emptying the dishwasher from last night.
Jamie looked up at Mike and shrugged.“Sorry, but it seems there isn’t much to do.I hope your day isn’t wasted.”
Mike frowned.“No biscuits?”
Jamie laughed.“Sorry, not this morning.I promise to make some tomorrow.”
“I’m going to hold you to that.”Mike patted Jamie on the shoulder.“Excuse me, but I need to make a phone call.”
Jamie watched as Mike went through the screen door.He blinked hard a few times.
“Oh yeah, I agree,” Joesph all but purred.“That is onefinepiece of man-meat.”
“For the love of all that’s holy, would you just shut the hell up.”Jamie started breaking eggs into a bowl.I’ve got to watch myself around Joesph.He sees way too much.But damn...Mike is so handsome and those shorts...
Salzy set a plate of toast on the table just as Jamie set down a huge platter of fried eggs and bacon.Joesph had already set the table, topped up everyone’s coffee and gotten pats of butter into a bowl and grabbed a jar of jam.
“Hope everyone enjoys.”Jamie sat down.“As I said, nothing fancy, but will have to do for today.”
“It’s perfect,” Mike said returning from his phone call.He dipping the edge of a piece of toast into the runny egg yolks.
“I had a thought,” Joesph said before pushing a large bite of bacon into his mouth.
“Did it hurt?”Jamie smiled broadly.“Was there blood?”
Joesph rolled his eyes.“Why don’t you and Sal go up to Atlanta and deal with your apartment?There won’t be much for you two to do until all the major construction is finished.”
Jamie looked at Salzy.“Well?”
Salzy shrugged.“Sure.I mean, if we’re not needed here.How long will it take to get your apartment packed up?”
Jamie thought for a moment.“To be honest, not all that long, I don’t think.”
“Trust me, honey, most of that junk he’s got needs to go in the dumpster.”Joesph shook his head.“He should be embarrassed.He should have his gay card revoked for living in that...mess.”
“It’s not a mess,” Jamie said emphatically.
“It’s ahotmess.I’ve been on you for years to move out of that rat’s nest and get some decent furniture.”He turned to Mike.“Here’s one of the best chefs in Atlanta, and he lives like a broke college freshman.”
Mike looked at Jamie.“Remind me to never invite Joesph to my place.”
Jamie and Salzy laughed.Joesph rolled his eyes.
“I may have to just move down here myself.Appears that there is plenty of work for me here!”Joesph pushed back from the table.“Excuse me.”
There was a loud knock on the diner’s front door.
“That must be the construction company,” Mike said, standing.
Joesph was already going into the dining room to open the glass door, Mike following him.
Jamie looked at Salzy.“How’s the truck running?”
