Chapter 6
He had meant it. Damn him.
I hadn’t gone back to Florida. I’d taken an extended leave from work and stayed on at the farm with Pater. I wanted to get to know him better and continue to explore things with Noah. No matter what I’d tried in the following weeks, I’d gotten nothing but passionate kissing. And I had tried.
I’d tried getting him out of his clothes and he’d have nothing of it. I’d tried surprising him at his house while he was in the shower. He’d promptly gotten out with shampoo still in his hair and gone outside to rinse off in cold hose water. It went on like that for two long months—months in which we got to know each other, and the spark between us grew into a flame out of control.
One month ago, I admitted to myself the truth: I was head over heels in love with
