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Tim glanced down to see the handsome cowboy blushing, and it convinced him the email Matt had opened had nothing to do with abullhe was selling. It was likely something Matt never wanted anyone to know he’d downloaded, so Tim smiled at him. “Let me have a look, Mr. Collins. I have a policy: I don’t judge, and I don’t gossip. Whatever I find on your computer is yourbusiness, and I won’t talk about it. So?” Tim again pointed to the laptop. Matt nodded sheepishly as he moved from the chair behind the desk.

After a cursory perusal of the device, Tim determined the best method of attack was to write a program to run a diagnostic assessment on the hard drive to determine how many applications the virus had corrupted and how profoundly they were impacted.

“You want a beer?” Matt asked as he watched Tim work.

“I sure wouldn’t mind one,” Tim responded.

The cowboy left the room, and Tim took the opportunity to begin trolling, surprised to find alotof gay porn on the man’s computer, which made him happier than a kid in a candy store.

He found a virus attached to one of the videos, not an email, so he quickly wrote a fix to eradicate it and restore the computer to its original state. He also downloaded new and better protection software than the one Matt used.

Matt returned to the den with two beers a few moments later, offering one to Tim. “Thank you. I was able to find the source of your problems, and I wrote a program to rid you of it. I’ll caution you about when you download po—certain videos, which wealldo, make sure you do it inside of your security suite. I loaded new protection software to keep this type of thing from happening in the future.

“It should stop every invasive virus, malware, and the like, and it’s a lot better than what you had on your computer. If you need help with this again, call me.”

He could see Matt was freaked out because Tim had seen the porn on his computer, so Tim took the beer from Matt’s hand and took a sip. “Don’t freak out, okay? There’s nothing wrong with curiosity.”

What Tim didn’t expect was for Matt Collins to pull him into his arms and kiss him like he’d never been kissed before inhis life. Tim had enjoyed a few kisses over the years, and he’d exchanged blow jobs with his boyfriend in high school and a roommate in college. Those had been fun times of exploration, but that’s where things ended.

He’d never fucked, nor been fucked by anyone. Tim didn’t even know if he was a top or a bottom, though he’d had two fingers up his ass while jerking off and it made him come… mind-numbingly hard.

Matt’s lips were pillowy soft, and his mouth tasted like beer. His arms wrapped around Tim’s waist as the cowboy pulled Tim closer, and he sure as hell didn’t resist Matt’s advances. It was heavenly to feel the hard body next to his own. Matt’s prick poked him in the stomach, and it left Tim feeling flushed all over.

Suddenly, little feet were dashing toward the office, so Tim started to pull away, only to be shoved hard by Matt. Thankfully, Tim landed on the leather couch next to the desk and was able to balance the beer in his grip so as not to dump it on himself or the rug on the floor.

Ryan rolled into the room with a big smile. “Can Mr. Tim stay for dinner? Gramma’s bringin’ over barbecue chicken, remember?”

Tim looked at the cowboy and saw he was uneasy, so he knelt in front of the little boy. “Sorry, Ryan, I can’t. My Aunt Katie is waiting for me for supper. I appreciate the offer, though.” Tim even shook the boy’s hand and smiled at him, seeing a sad little smile on Ryan’s face in return.

“You can come back another day, though. What’s your favorite thing to eat? I’ll have Gramma make it for you,” Ryan offered.

In Tim’s opinion, he was a cute little shit. Tim glanced at Matt to see the man was either nervous or embarrassed, though Tim wasn’t sure which.

He smiled at Ryan and stood. “I’m really busy at the farm right now, but I’m sure we’ll run into each other again sometime soon.”

Tim turned to extend his hand to Matt. “You’re all set, Mr. Collins. If you have any more problems, there’s a helpline with your new security software. I jotted the number on that pad.’ He pointed to the information on a sticky-note pad which included the assigned password along with instructions to change it.

Matt looked at Tim with concern in his eyes. Tim knew why, so he decided to put the cowboy’s mind at ease. “Glad to be of assistance. Going forward, you might want to find yourself a Geek Squad, so you don’t have to depend on me. They can do most of the work by remote access. They only come out if it’s a hardware issue, so your computer problems remain anonymous. Take care, Mr. Collin.” Tim headed down the hallway to let himself out the front door without looking back.

Clearly, Matthew Collins had acted without thinking when he kissed Tim, likely out of gratitude for saving him a lot of embarrassment and maybe some cash. Tim certainly wouldn’t blow up the guy’s life by blabbing about one ill-conceived kiss of gratitude. It didn’t mean anything.

The kiss certainlydidn’tmake Tim’s toes curl and his cock harden. Hewouldn’tspend the rest of the evening in his room at Katydid with the door locked, jerking off as he remembered that kiss. No, thatwouldn’tbe Tim Moran at all.

The hell it wouldn’t!

Chapter Three

Ona beautiful summer day, Tim was sitting in the office of the barn, inputting data into the new inventory program he’d written for his uncle’s operation. He’d worked the summer doing various jobs around the farm to help his understanding of the procedures and how best to track expenses and inventory toensure there were no surprises on any given day after he put his new system in place. It kept his mind off Matthew Collins.

First thing in the morning, Tim went down to the barn to collect the tally from the whiteboards he’d hung to assist with tracking hay and grain usage. He’d input the information into the program he’d created to assist with billing their clients who had horses boarding at Katydid. It was hard to get the guys to cooperate initially, but after Uncle Josh explained it to them, they all tried their best to go along with Tim’s instructions.

As the program started to track expenses and create an accurate history, they’d be able to anticipate needs which would cut down on shortages and needless trips to town. Tim would be able to include a barcode system for everything that would make tracking inventory easier for everyone involved in the inner workings of the farm.

Aunt Katie walked into the office with a thermos and a basket of muffins, which she placed on the filing cabinet next to the coffee maker. “Thanks, but we have coffee, Aunt Katie.” Tim pointed to the old glass carafe.

It looked filthy, but he didn’t think much about it as he drank the awful stuff. It was like drinking mud, but it mimicked a defibrillator in the early morning when Tim needed the caffeine infusion to start his day… after his very long and even more lonely nights.

“That crap you boys drink hardly qualifies as coffee, and I’d be suspicious of anything comin’ outta that old coffee maker, but this isn’t for you. This is chocolate milk and banana muffins for Ryan Collins. Matt called. Melinda Stallings asked him to come out to shoe Princess. She’s going on a trail ride in Kentucky over the holiday and wants trail shoes for the mare. Also, Bart Grant will be comin’ by sometime today to run a Coggins test on her so Melinda can take the horse out of state.

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