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“Apparently so,” I grumble and then move forward, not liking how Ryan keeps hanging off Jimbob. And yeah, he’s laughing about it, but I think Jimbob hates it. Probably.
I mean, that smile could totally be fake. He’s probably just being nice about it. He probably doesn’t want to hurt Ryan’s feelings.
That has to be it.
“Here’s the cat,” I say, gently grabbing it from my shoulder and handing it to Ryan before pushing my way between the two of them. The kitten meows loudly, and Jimbob’s blue eyes land on mine.
“Her name is McMuffin,” he says, his voice making my entire body thrum with lust.
I pull my lip ring between my teeth and nod. “Yeah. Okay. Cool name.”
Jimbob smiles at me, so kind and caring that it makes my shriveled heart beat once more. A raisin becoming a grape.
I hate grapes. Gross little blobby fuckers. Hate the squish they make when you bite into them.
But it seems my heart likes them. It apparently doesn’t want to stay shriveled up.
Seems it wants some sunshine breathed into it.
A bit of Jimbob sunshine.
“You want to try some of the milk?” Jimbob asks me, looking a bit shy. “Milked the cows myself.”
He grabs a small cup and holds it out to me. I stare at it and reluctantly take it. I’m not a huge fan of milk, but I’ll choke this down for him.
Because I want to see him smile again.
I’m a sad man. I’ve grown entirely too desperate.
“And when you’re done with this, you can try some of my mom’s honey. She has the best bees. They’re real friendly, like to say hello when I visit.”
I doubt that very much, but don’t say anything as he pours the milk into my cup. I stare down into it, feeling…odd. I can’tbelieve I’m here, in Kansas, at the farmer’s market, drinking real cow’s milk.
With a Jimbob.
Who I kissed…a few times. Even offered to suck his dick.
I gulp the milk down and let it settle in my stomach as he reaches toward me, holding a piece of bread with some cheese on it. I stare down at it as he lifts it to my lips and presses it against my mouth.
I open for him, not sure what else to do.
Did he make this cheese, too? Jesus, is this guy for real? Is there anything he can’t do?
The taste of the cheese hits me, bold and strong as I bite down, his fingers sliding against my lips. I stick my tongue out and lick at his fingertip. His cheeks darken, and I take a step back, trying to get my body under control. But it’s vibrating with need.
For him.
It’s ridiculous. I need to get myself under control. I don’t need to give people in this small town a reason to stare at me even more. I know I don’t fit in with my piercings and tattoos and sullen manner, but to be gay on top of it all?
No. Fuck no.
Even though Ryan and Jimbob seem to almost flaunt it.
Not that they’re definitely gay, but they’re suresomething.With the way they flirt and blatantly check out other guys, they have to be. Bisexual maybe? Pan?
Fuck knows.
All I know is, I need to keep my head down and keep away from Jim fucking Bob.
