Love Thy Neighbor

Weeding was boring at the best of times, and he always ended up with a thousand little knicks on his arms and legs and bit to hell by whatever seasonal insect was around to make Ed’s life hell. Having to contend with seeing Stede in a soaking wet white shirt, practically transparent and plastered to his skin in a private little white t-shirt contest, was both the best and worst thing to ever happen to Ed in the past fifteen years—and that was including the time he met Jimmy Buffett while at a bar in Key West.

Yardwork is never fun, but sometimes the view makes up for it.