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Robert stroked his beard. “You think they’ll like the idea?”
Sol regarded him with a straight face. “No.” Then he rolled his eyes. “Are you kidding? They’ll love it.”
“I love it too,” Toby added. He glanced at Robert. “What do you say? Can we look into this?”
“Definitely. We’ll put it to the hands and get their input too. If it’s going to be their space, we should make sure it provides everything they need.”
“Condoms and lube,” Sol and Toby intoned at the same time.
All three laughed.
“So… how did the trip go?” Toby’s eyes twinkled.
Sol shrugged. “We got Sorrel here in one piece. I count that a success.”
He loved being a tease sometimes.
“Now wait a minute. You got to spend the night with the guy you were crushing on back in high school, and that’s all we get?”
“Yup.” Sol rose. “And on that note, I’m going to grab some sleep. I have a lot to do tomorrow.”
Robert laughed. “A gentleman never tells, isn’t that right?”
Sol grinned. “Exactly. I’ll see you both in the morning, bright and early.” He said goodnight and headed for the front door. The sun was setting as he strolled down toward the bunkhouse, bathing the landscape in a golden light. Then he spied a familiar figure at the foot of the path.
Sol smiled. “Are you here to protect me from wolves and bears?”
Butch snorted. “Idiot.” He fell in step, and they walked slowly, side by side. “How was supper?”
“It was fine.” Sol wasn’t about to mention his proposal. That would be up to Robert.
“You remember suggesting we had a little race last Sunday night?”
“Race? What are you—oh.Thatrace.” Sol grinned. “If I recall correctly, I won.”
“Yes, you did—that time.”
Sol got where Butch was headed. “Oh. You want a rematch.”
Butch nodded. “Tonight. When everyone’s asleep. In our own bunks,” he added.
Sol hoped Robert went ahead with his plan for the cabin, but right then he didn’t want to think about Butch bringing someone back to the ranch.
Someone who isn’t me.
“I can do that.” He paused at the paddock. “Just as long as you don’t mind me looking at you while I jerk off—and wishing it was my mouth on your dick, instead of your hand.”
Butch adjusted his package with a stifled groan. “And there you go again, gettin’ me hard.”
“Only one thing wrong with your idea.” Sol’s fingers ached to touch him, stroke him, but he couldn’t take the chance of someone spotting them.
Butch had to live with these guys long after Sol had taken his leave, and Sol didn’t want to make his life awkward.
“And what’s that?” Butch moved a little closer, and Sol knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he wanted the same thing.
“With you on one side and me on the other, we don’t get to kiss.”
Butch bit his lip. “Then I guess I know what I’m gonna be dreamin’ about tonight.”
