Page 35 of Affair
And it was all because of that kiss.
An amazing kiss.
It was still befuddling to Gamble how he went from wanting to die, to wanting to live, and right to desperate to be near this man.
But that was where he was with all of this.
Even at that very moment, he knew where he was. Out in the pasture, not far away, Poe was putting out food for the horses that were with him.
Honey.
And King.
Why was he doing it?
Well, Poe was clearly trying to put space between them. He’d asked Gamble to put feed in the stalls after the man had looked flustered.
Did that bother Gamble?
Hell.
No.
He loved that flush up his neck, as he blushed the color of his flannel shirt.
Was it wrong of him?
Yeah, but he couldn’t help it because he was a dick more times than not.
“What am I going to do?” he asked Diablo and Snow as Rufus was nowhere to be found. The dog liked to wander, and he was pretty sure he was sleeping on a couch somewhere—or out on a grand adventure.
Normally, he was up his ass, and today, that wasn’t the case. Someone was likely lying in his bed, taking a nap.
Because he loved these two horses, he was going back and forth between them as he fed them snacks.
The beast of a black horse took a carrot, and munched. Snow just whinnied.
Gamble kept talking, like he was at confession, asking for answers.
“I have a week to go, and I don’t know what to do. He’s my doctor, and he’s trying to put space between us. I don’t want space. I’m not sure if he feels anything for me, or not. That kiss…”
Yep.
He was back to the kiss again.
The whole time, neither horse offered up any assistance on the matter.
They just wanted more carrots.
Gamble sighed.
“You’re really bad at this whole‘talk it out’thing,” he said. “What? No advice?” he asked. “You both know the man better than me. How do I get him to stop playing doctor, and focus on me? Walk around naked? Fire him from being my doctor and then just tell him I’m moving in? Is that absurd? Creepy? You know if he comes to the barn after I’m supposed to leave, and I’ve pitched a tent?”
Again, Diablo just blinked and stole a carrot from his flannel jacket pocket as Snow was munching on his hair.
“Good talk. Thanks, guys. I knew I could count on you two to answer absolutely none of my questions.”
Diablo nudged him with his big head, and Gamble took that as his sign.
