This was a sweet "snowed in" story. Frankie misprograms his GPS and gets lost in the middle of a blizzard. He ends up staying with 3 burly lumberjacks. Though they look like the adult-versions of the kids who picked on him in his school days, the three turn out to be gay and not so intimidating as they first appeared, but Marcus is brusque to the point of being downright rude. Frankie wants to help out as much as he can as a thank you for keeping him safe in the snowstorm. 
 Marcus doesn't want to be attracted to the effeminate cutie who sought shelter in their cabin, and so he tries to stay away, even while doing nice little gestures like bringing him cups of tea and making chicken chili when Frankie says his body doesn't agree with eating beef. Frankie finally confronts him about why he's so disagreeable when Frankie's just trying to be nice, and they end up making out in the barn in the middle of the snowstorm. 
 Thus begins their brief interlude. They don't have much time together, but they make it count when Frankie, a hairdresser stylist, goes with Marcus to visit his mother, who has Alzheimer's, and does her hair, and the hair of several other of the care center's occupants for the next two days. Frankie and Marcus slowly fall for each other, and then reality creeps in when Frankie doesn't know if he'll be able to cope with backwoods northern Minnesota and Marcus refuses to move back to the Cities, where he used to work as a lawyer. 
 Sweet story, longer than I expected, and satisfying. They only know each other a week, but it doesn't feel like insta-love by the time it's through. Very enjoyable. Told from both Frankie and Marcus's point of view.