A one-shot in the Milwaukee ‘verse. Read on A03. Read from the beginning of the series here.
Patrick wants to talk about his book. The conversation gets a little deeper than anticipated.
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“David. David. I figured it out. I’m going to name him Jonathan.”
David presses his face into his pillow, but Patrick is curving over his shoulder and nosing at his ear, and clearly doesn’t understand that now is not the correct time for this revelation.
“David. Jonathan. It’s perfect.”
“Hmm, I don’t think your cousin is going to let you name her baby, Patrick.” David turns over and tucks himself into Patrick’s warmth. “And I thought she was having a girl? Although that doesn’t necessarily change anything…”
“I’m not talking about Maureen’s baby.”
David tries not to be offended at Patrick’s exasperated tone. It’s the middle of the night, how the hell should he know what Patrick is talking about? “Okay, whatever.”
Read Chapter 8 here; read the complete story (21k) from the beginning here.
Summary: It’s a little over a year since their rom-com worthy reunion in the Milwaukee airport. Patrick is hiding something from David, and if he’s being honest, David’s hiding something too. It’s making them both miserable. When Marcy asks them to go to the Brewers’ house in Florida as a favor, David agrees. Maybe a week in the sunshine will help them find their way back to each other.
Summary: It’s a little over a year since their rom-com worthy reunion in the Milwaukee airport. Patrick is hiding something from David, and if he’s being honest, David’s hiding something too. It’s making them both miserable. When Marcy asks them to go to the Brewers’ house in Florida as a favor, David agrees. Maybe a week in the sunshine will help them find their way back to each other.
Summary: It’s a little over a year since their rom-com worthy reunion in the Milwaukee airport. Patrick is hiding something from David, and if he’s being honest, David’s hiding something too. It’s making them both miserable. When Marcy asks them to go to the Brewers’ house in Florida as a favor, David agrees. Maybe a week in the sunshine will help them find their way back to each other.
In celebration of Valentine’s Day, enjoy this chapter where David and Patrick get a chance to spend some quality time together (not that kind of quality time… that’s in the next chapter). Read from the beginning here; read the previous story in the series, One Night in Milwaukee, here.
Tuesday morning they try a farmer’s market they haven’t been to before. It’s almost a half hour away, but it’s worth it for the wide variety of delicious options spread out before them in booths that stretch blocks down the street. David spends a good fifteen minutes tasting one vendor’s supply of marinated cold seafood salsas, conch and shrimp combined with mango and onion and all manner of tasty things. Then they find a key lime pie stand and debate whether to get the traditional pie or one with strawberry. Patrick buys them each a chocolate covered key lime ice cream bar when David isn’t looking, and David would kiss the life out of him except he’s too busy eating every bit of his treat before it melts.
After all this they still haven’t had lunch, so they wait on an ever-growing line for barbeque pulled pork sandwiches, which they eat at a picnic table that has seen better days, sauce dripping down their fingers. They want some fruit and supplies for dinner, so they split up, Patrick deciding that he’ll look for fresh oranges and strawberries, while David promises to give some thought to actual food.
He gets distracted, though, at an artisan tea stand, and he’s still chatting with Bettina over what kind of tea he should get for Patrick (“he likes lavender, but only if it isn’t too overpowering, and likes mint but better if it’s mixed with something else”) when Patrick shows up.
“You’re buying me tea?” Patrick looks charmed, even though David has entirely failed at his assigned task of acquiring food for dinner. They settle on a blend with bergamot, lavender and citrus that even David thinks smells amazing, and head back towards the car.
