Chapter Ten
“Oh, wow,” Sunny said the moment the cabin came into view, childlike awe welling up in his chest as he took in the old, weather-worn boards and the adorable shingles on the front. It was even more perfect in real life than it had been in the photos.
Secretly, he was glad he got to see it in person after he’d gone to so much effort looking for something like this.
He was also glad he got to spend the day alone with Grant, which so far had been good for his soul.
It had been a while since he’d been this attracted to someone, and even if he knew he couldn’t have him, it was still nice to just benearhim.
Sunny had never enjoyed a long car ride more in his entire life.
Even the stop to pick up a real Christmas tree and the trouble they’d had getting it tied to the top of Grant’s compact city car had been a lot more fun than it had any right to be.
Especially since while Sunny had thought Grant’s ass looked great in his suit pants, he’d been driven to drooling a little over the way he looked in a nice, sensible pair of dad jeans and a comfy sweater.
All Sunny wanted for Christmas now was to cuddle with him for an hour or so.
He sincerely doubted he was going to get his wish, but the thought of it was keeping him warm despite the weather.
“You did good,” Grant said, smiling broadly. “This is even more perfect than I imagined.”
“I’m glad you’re happy,” Sunny said, climbing out of the car once Grant had parked it and looking up at the tree, which was by some miracle still on top and reasonably stable, not hanging off one side or in a ditch on the way here.
He’d honestly been expecting to have to beg someone to deliver one.
“You did a good job tying that tree on,” Sunny commented as Grant started unbuckling the ties.
“Not bad for a beginner, huh?” Grant smiled to himself, so brightly that it made him look like an excited little boy.
Sunny was glad he was happy. That was all he’d wanted.
“Not bad at all,” Sunny said, helping Grant ease it to the ground. They’d picked a fairly small one at a little over five feet, so it wasn’t too heavy for the two of them to carry inside.
Sunny took the key he’d been mailed out of his pocket, leaving Grant to hold the tree up by himself while he got the door open.
Once he had, he watched Grant heft the whole thing by himself and walk inside as if it was no effort.
That was…
Hot, honestly.
“Well, if being the COO of a big New York marketing firm doesn’t work out, it looks like you could always become a lumberjack.”
“You think I’d suit plaid?” Grant grinned at him. His face was a little red, but there was no way in hell Sunny could have lifted that tree alone.
Sunny shrugged. “I think you could pull it off if you wanted to. Maybe grow your beard out a little. Could be a look.”
Grant chuckled. “I couldn’t take you with me, though,” he said.
Sunny’s stomach fluttered at that. “Your life wouldn’t be so complicated that you’d need me,” he said, shivering at the end of the sentence. It was almost as cold inside as it was outside.
Grant glanced at the fireplace. “Time for me to show off,” he said, heading back out to the car.
Sunny went to get the tree stand he’d been promised was in the storage space under the stairs, dragging it out and dusting it off in the hall before bracing himself to lift it and take it into the living room.
It was old, and heavy, but it looked like it’d do the job.
Besides, he’d also gotten a tree skirt while he’d been shopping for decorations, so no one was going to see it.
