Chapter 76
Could he help it, if all his favorite ways to wake up involved his boyfriend? Scooter had alreadybeen about the best part of Andy’s mornings.
Dog slobber, that was noton Andy’s list of favorite ways to be woken.
“Ugh, Trick, stop, gross, get off,” he whined, pushing at the lump of fur that was panting hot dog breath into his face. Satisfied that Andy was awake, Trick jumped down off the bed. Andy shoved off the blankets and sat up, scratching at his neck where one of Scooter’s love-bites was healing and itchy. He leaned over to squint at the alarm clock. “Ughhh,” he complained again, and glared at the dog. “You’re awful.”
Trick’s tongue lolled out in a canine grin.