Page 12 of Finding Frankenstein a Date

“I’m glad you came.”

“You are, eh? You’re sure?”

“I’m very sure. I’d very much like to get to know you better.”

Vince relaxed, looking pleased. “I’d like that too, Franky. You seem like a great guy. I mean, you had a really rough afternoon there, and you didn’t take it out on me or the guys you were with. You really seemed to take it in stride.”

“I’ve had a long time to come to the realization that things are not always going to go your way and if you let it get you down, well.” He shrugged. “Life is better if you’re happy than if you’re sad and depressed.”

“That’s a great attitude.” Vince stared at him for a moment.

Franky stared back.

Then Vince pushed forward and brought their lips together. Oh. They were soft and warm, and he felt the kiss in the pit of his stomach. Franky raised a hand and cupped Vince’s head, deepening the kiss.

When their lips parted, Vince smiled at him. “Happy Halloween, Franky.”

“Happy Halloween, Vince.”

Then they kissed again, and this time when the doorbell rang, Franky ignored it.