Page 105 of Affair

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Around Eleven

Oh, the last few hours were not kind to him. Truth be told, Gamble wasNOTback to one hundred percent. That was for damn sure. He’d carried Poe for a while, and at one point, the man had to get off his back. He simply couldn’t do it.

He’d lost muscle, and while he was so much better, he wasn’t where he could be that would sustain carrying another human any further.

When he put Poe down, he actually had to sit.

That worried the other man.

How could it not?

“Hey,” he said, touching his arm. “Are you okay?” he asked.

Gamble nodded.

“I used to be stronger. I once carried a Marine in full gear for three miles out of a warzone while people were shooting at us.”

Poe couldn’t imagine.

That sounded absolutely horrifying, and like a miserable Hell on earth.

The only physical activity that he got was tending chores for the horses and riding. Oh, he was fit, but he wasn’t Gamble fit.

That was for damn sure.

Even now, after recovering, the man was in better shape than him.

“What can I do for you?” he asked.

Gamble just needed to take a moment.

“I’ll be okay,” he admitted. “I just need a break. Then, we can push on.”

Well, he wasn’t surprised, that was for damn sure. What Poe was, after that piggyback, was turned on.

He’d been inundated with the man’s cologne, scent, and feel. As he was being carried, he could feel the man’s body ripple between his thighs, and Gamble was powerful, much like his horse, Diablo.

His hands had been resting on his chest, and his palm had been over his heart. That thump, thump, thump, gave him goosebumps at how closely they were pressed together.

It was erotic, and now, he, too, needed some space between them.

To calm down.

To take a look around, Poe moved away from him, toward a jutting outcropping of rocks to see what this hike had waiting in store for them.

It was a big climb up, and it was daunting, but doable.

Granted, it would mean that they were going to have to go over it or around it.

To be honest, both options sounded incredibly exhausting.

Not for him.

For Gamble.

So, he began checking it out, wanting to see if there would be an easier way for them to circumnavigate the big pile of rocks.

As he walked away, he knew Gamble was watching him. He could feel his eyes on his back as he tracked him to be sure he was nearby.