GENRE: Gay Erotic Romance
LENGTH: 13,500 words
RATING:

Dane Sanders was a great boss. He was sexy; he whistled. He even brought Heath candy the first time they had to stay late working at Pristine Mortgage.

Unfortunately, all that changed the night Snowstorm Satan, or whatever they named it, hit the suburbs of DC. No longer was Dane Sanders sexy -- he was an arrogant jerk who thought they should stay late just to get some stupid loans out.

At least that’s what Heath thinks at first. But Dane lets out a few juicy secrets, and after their escape down an icy hill proves frightening, Heath starts to think there’s a lot he doesn’t know about his sexy new boss.

When the two find themselves trapped at work with only beer and microwave dinners to get them through, everything changes, and Heath and Dane get some rather interesting ideas on how to stay warm in a snow storm.

EXCERPT:
Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.

"Hey, I'm going to spend the night at Dane's," Heath lied into the receiver, determined to keep his elderly parents from worrying. "Yeah, we're heading over there now. Okay, love you. Stay safe."

As Heath hung up the phone, he heard a slight cough behind him, the fake kind that people make when they want you to know they're present.

"A little sure of yourself, aren't you?" Dane asked from the cubicle entrance.

With a blush rushing to his face, Heath said, "I didn't mean it that way. I didn't want my mother to worry about me in the snow."

Dane nodded, a giant grin decorating his face. "I forgot that you still live at home."

"I just finished my masters a little over a year ago, about two months before I started here. I have a ton of debt and I'm saving for a house."

"I guess you don't take too many people back to your place," Dane said, that silly grin still there.

"I really haven't had to worry about it much," Heath admitted.

"Really?" Dane asked, a little puzzled.

"Yeah, I just haven't dated a lot lately."

"Hmmm, that's strange," Dane said.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Heath asked.

"Nothing, I just ... I just thought you'd have a lot of dates."

"Really? Do I come across as a manwhore?"

"No, that's not what I meant," Dane said. "You're gay, right?"

"Yeah," Heath said. "What does that have to do with it?"

"Well, nothing, I'm sure women would like you also, if that's what you were into," Dane said.

"But?"

"Nothing," Dane said. "It's just that I would think a lot of guys would like you. I mean, if I were into guys, I would want to date you."

"Thanks," Heath said, a little surprised.

"And I would definitely want to ... I mean, if I were dating you I would want to ... you know."

"Oh, okay," Heath said, now at a complete loss for words.

"Wait, you have, right?" Dane asked.

"Have what?" Heath said, not understanding the question at first. "Oh, yes. Of course I have. I'm twenty-five, for God's sake."

"Well there are people who haven't," Dane said.

"Well, yeah," Heath said. "Wait, do you mean people who haven't ... Wait. Have you?"

"Well, I did just have a wife," Dane answered. "What do you think?"

"No, I know you did that. I mean, did you ever ... have you ever ... with a man?"

"Maybe," Dane answered.

"Oh, my God! You have!" Heath exclaimed. "Don't tell me it was one of those Let me just try this out while I'm in collegethings."

Dane was silent and didn't say a thing.

"Oh, my God! It was!" Heath said. "What happened, my brother?"

"You know, you are enjoying this way too much. You sound like a junior high kid interrogating his best friend about his first kiss," Dane said with a smile.

"Seriously, I have to know this," Heath said, sounding like a junior high kid to himself as well.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Dane asked.

"You can," Heath said, looking him in the eye.

Dane looked at him without speaking for a moment. "I know I can. I was actually going to tell you about Amanda leaving."

"You were?" Heath asked.

"Yeah, that's why I wanted to go out for the beers tonight," Dane said with a shrug.

"Oh, shit, and I was such an ass," Heath said, squenching up his face.

"It's fine," Dane answered. "We're going now, right?"

"Yeah, definitely. Wait, what about the guy in college?"

"How about I tell you that over beers as well?" Dane asked, tapping Heath on the shoulder and nodding toward the exit.

"Awesome. You'll probably give me better details once you have a few drinks," Heath said with a laugh.