Page 76 of Affair
“For now, nothing. We’re going to have to get off Diablo soon, and move on foot. What I really need is for you to think. Have you explored these woods?” he asked, desperately trying to focus.
He considered it.
Poe rode the horses a lot, but they were on a trail he didn’t really recognize. In fact, he couldn’t even tell what direction they were heading in.
He was lost.
“I mean, I did a little. I know the basic layout. What do you want to know?” he asked, as the man’s arm tightened down against his abs, and he felt like he was being pulled harder against him.
And he liked it.
God.
He really, really liked it.
Only, he was worried about Gamble and for a lot of reasons.
His mental health.
His well-being.
And that he wanted him.
“Why are you tense?” Poe asked. “It’s more than just the shooting at us. I’ve read your file. The military said you stay calm under extreme pressure. So what’s bothering you? Talk it out. It might help.”
Gamble didn’t hesitate.
Why would he?
This man knew everything about him. He’d been eyeballs deep in his military file, and saw all of his missions, information, and backstory.
“I wish I went home a month ago,” he admitted. “Then, you’d be safe. I don’t want to think about you getting hurt. That’s what has me tense,” he admitted.
Well, and the scent of his skin and cologne.
“We’ll be fine,” Poe admitted, not sure if he believed that or not. He was having little sexy fantasies about the man, and if he went there…
This could hurt Gamble—not to mention his career.
Instead, Poe patted his thigh that was beside his, and the muscle rippled beneath his hand.
Jesus.
Someone’s body had healed and was back to being strong again.
And against his.
This was the best and worst place for Poe to be.
Clearly.
“I’m just concerned,” Gamble said again, and again, Poe tried to reassure him.
“I won’t get hurt,” he offered. “How about we figure out how to get the hell out of this and go from there?” he asked.
That they could do.
“How big is the Native land?” he asked, calculating how much time it would take to get through it on foot. If they made good time, they might be able to get to a phone.
