Page 119 of Affair
As soon as he was out of sight, Poe began panicking. Oh, he trusted Gamble.
He was just easily spooked.
“Okay, Poe, don’t freak out,” he muttered. “You’re not alone in a cave. You’re with millions of spiders who are at this very minute watching you.”
When a rock fell off somewhere, he jumped. That had scared the shit out of him.
Immediately, he began pacing.
When he focused on the water, it looked refreshing. Getting down, he splashed some on his face, and used his flannel shirt to wipe the water away.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the reflection of something behind him.
Turning fast, he stumbled, and nearly went into the water. Only, Gamble caught him.
“Oh, Jesus. You scared me.”
Yeah, he was aware. That was how he operated in situations like this.
“Sorry,” he said, holding him. “I’m quiet when I need to be,” he admitted.
Well, that and when he came back into the space, Poe was on his knees, his ass in the air, and Gamble had been checking him out.
And thinking about it.
It being sex.
For the life of him, he couldn’t ever remember admiring a man’s body other than to think he was built or in good shape.
He’d been around a lot of naked men in his life, in bootcamp showers, in the field for various reasons, but never up close and personal with one.
Now, Poe had his attention, and he wanted to see him naked in the worst way.
Only, so as not to freak him out, he focused on the situation at hand.
“The good news is I found an exit out. It’s not nearly as bad. I saw one spider, and I killed it.”
He stared at him.
“It’s the ones you don’t see that are smart. They evade.”
Oh, the man really didn’t like spiders. The other good news here was that they were going to be hanging out here for the night.
Maybe more.
It depended on what happened when he returned from going back to the farm to get intel.
“How about some water, and I’ll get a fire going? They were tracking the horse to the orchard, which has to be miles from here. We should be good, and they won’t see any minute trace of smoke seeping through the cracks. The ceiling in here is pretty high up.”
He nodded.
“Yes, please,” he said.
Gamble grabbed some of the very dry wood, and he built him a fire. The whole time, Poe watched.
When it was going, he got them some water, used the can that was there, and started boiling it.
It didn’t take long.
