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“I had bad experiences too,” I confessed. “It’s a hard thing, finding someone that matches your list, then will go through with it. No one wanted to hurt me much, always worried I’d be that one guy that would cry rape or abuse and they’d have to fight for their good names. It can be a mess, but then, you find a good club and they weed out a lot of those that are afraid or those that really are in it just for a license to abuse someone.”

“Thosefuckers need to feed a calf with his pecker.”

I was so lost in that statement, trying to sort it out, that I lay against his chest with my jaw hanging. “Excuse me?”

“You never seenCowboy Way?”

I could honestly say no, but just shook my head. “Oh, they didn’t invent it. My dad told me a few times that the old cowboys would do that to fuck with men that… well, did bad shit. You tie a man, naked from the waist down, to a fence, then bring out a hungry baby calf. That calf sees that pecker dangling there and thinks it's supper.”

I cracked up at the image and turned to see Noah grinning too. “That’s sick!”

“It works. No man wants head from a hungry baby cow. I don’t care how long you’ve been on the trail.”

We had a good laugh together, but I was feeling as if I’d fall asleep any minute. “I’m so tired, Daddy.”

“Then it’s time to finish this bath and get you bedded down for the night, my pretty pony.”

I turned, splashing some water over the side of the tub, but I’d clean it later. I wanted to see Noah. Look at his face.

He looked good with wet hair, the darkness of it framing his face perfectly. He was tired too, from our strenuous workout, but he looked back at me with such love, it blew me away. “Damn it, Eli. You’re becoming… everything.”

“Yeah? Don’t be afraid of me, Noah.”

“Can’t help that. You scare the living hell out of me, but it’s the most alive I’ve felt in a long time.”

“Me too.”

“Then, so far, anyway, we’re doing something right. Let’s get to bed. I’m fucking hungry too, dammit.”

“If I still had my phone, I’d order us some Door Dash.”

“What the hell is that?”

I laughed as we got out of the tub. “They deliver food.”

“It’s a pizza place?”

I stared at him to make sure he wasn’t kidding. I wouldn’t tease him. As where he lived, I doubted if he’d ever gotten a delivery of any kind. “Let me use your phone. I’ll show you.”

After we were dry and under the covers that were back on the bed, I took Noah’s phone and downloaded a couple of the apps for food delivery. It seemed like such a mundane thing after what we just did in that bed, but it was also a nice way to top the evening.

When he looked at all the options, it took him a while to decide, but he finally settled on a beef and bean burrito with Mexican rice on the side, and I ordered three fish tacos. He teased me about that. “Fish tacos. You see an ocean around here?”

“I love them,” I told him. “If I couldn’t get regular fish, I’d use some tuna my grandma always kept in the pantry. Wasn’t quite as good, but with enough lime and cilantro, it wasn’t bad.”

“Okay, when we get home, we’ll buy some tuna, and you can convert me.”

He meant it and I told him, “I’ll do that. You’ll be addicted.”

It was so easy being with him. We laughed, watched a movie on television, ate our food when it came, and he promised to stop before we headed out for the ranch to get me a new phone. If, for no other reason so he couldsextme, he said.

The night was perfect, and like Noah, it scared me. I feared losing it so much that I was even more afraid that the fear would make me not enjoy it while it was happening. I confessed that to Noah, and he promised not to let either of us do that.

I believed him.

Chapter Sixteen

Iwokewhenanicepack was set on my bruised ass, and I flinched, only to have Noah soothe me with his deep voice. That was a strange way to wake, startled, then calmed right on top of each other. “You have some bruises.”

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