Trucker Love, 2
Ziggy Montrose dreams of escaping his stepmonster and the diner where he spends sixteen hours a day. He wants to return to trucking, but after his father’s death, family honor forces him to take his father’s place at the grill.
Harry Myles lives for the times he is able to see his truck stop lover. On this visit, he discovers Ziggy has been beaten and needs to escape the life that he did not choose. Harry helps him escape in the hopes their relationship will grow deeper as they spend time together off the road.
Will Ziggy and Harry build a relationship based on more than truck stop hookups? Will Ziggy be able to fully escape his stepmonster and her increasingly insane demands? Will Harry be able to convince his brother the company needs another driver?
Be Warned: m/m sex
Excerpt:
“Answer me, Z-man. Who did this to you?”
Instead of confiding in him, Ziggy shook his head and turned toward the kitchen. Harry thought he saw tears in the man’s eyes.
“It doesn’t matter,” he whispered before hurrying back into the kitchen.
“He was fine yesterday, but he had the newest ones when I came in this afternoon for my shift,” Sally Jo said softly as she wiped the empty table behind him.
“Do you know who could have done that?”
Sally Jo finished with the table but did not walk away. “My best guess is his stepmother. She’s a mean bitch and has always hated Ziggy, even before his father died. That’s why he became a trucker as soon as he could get his license and a job. To get away from her.”
“He’s a trucker?”
“He was. For almost six years until his dad died. That’s when the ice queen demanded he come home and take over the kitchen. She works him like a slave and I think she beats on him pretty often, but he won’t complain or have her arrested or anything. When I asked him why he doesn’t just walk away and go back to the road, he said it has to do with family honor.”
Rage began to burn in Harry’s belly. “Family honor, hell. If she is hurting him, he needs to get out of here.”
Sally Jo smiled at him. “You talk to him. Maybe he’ll listen to you because he sure won’t listen when I tell him he should leave before she puts him in the hospital. Or worse.”
“I think I will,” Harry said rising from his seat. “I’ll be back in a minute, so please don’t throw my dinner away, okay?”
“Sure thing, big man,” Sally Jo said, glancing toward the front window. “Better make it quick. She just pulled in, no doubt to empty the cash register before she goes to town for a night of drinks and fucking one man or another.”
Harry nodded as he rose and slipped around the counter and into the kitchen. “Cover for me.”
He did not wait for her response, but ducked into the kitchen just two seconds before the front door opened with a loud jangle of the cowbell.
Looking around the kitchen, he was impressed by how clean it was, especially after a full day of cooking. But Ziggy was nowhere in sight.
Harry opened the walk-in refrigerator, but the man was not in there, either. He headed down the short hall to the back door, but did not see him in the storage pantry, or the small office. Pushing the back door open, he took a step out and looked around.
“Go away,” a small, miserable voice came from his left.
“Not until we talk,” Harry said, easing the door closed so it would give them privacy, but not lock them out.
Walking around the dumpster, he found the slight man sitting on a plastic box. Had he lost more weight since the last time Harry had been through?
Ziggy looked up at him with tears running down his face. “What do we have to talk about?”
Though he was not sure his brothers would approve of his hiring a new driver without their input, Harry felt in his gut this was the right thing to do. Ziggy needed to get out of here, and after their every other week liaisons, he wanted the man with him in his truck. He wanted to fully explore the attraction he felt for the cute ginger that had his cock rising every time he was within twenty miles of the truck stop.
“About you coming on the road with me.”
Harry watched as Ziggy blinked before he said, “But if you’re my boss, we can’t have sex. That wouldn’t be right.”
As soon as Ziggy blurted out the statement, he frowned like he could not believe he had just put such a condition on his coming on the road with him.
Though it was not at all what he wanted, Harry nodded. “That sounds reasonable. At least until you decide we’ll be together permanently.”
“Permanently?”
“Yep. As in ‘til death do us part, grow old together and adopt a dozen cats once we retired from the road.”
The expression of astonishment on Ziggy’s face had Harry fighting to keep from laughing out loud.
“But you hardly know me,” Ziggy whispered.
“I know enough that I’m willing to spend the rest of my life getting to know all the parts of you that I don’t know yet. So, what do you say? Come with me when I leave in the morning.”
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