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Percy’s new room.

Albie had transferred his things to the room that had been his father’s, leaving Percy a small chest of drawers and his very own room.

He didn’t even have his own room back in his parents’ house. Granted, their house was nicer. No, not nicer. It was built with more money, that’s all.

Albie’s house was a home.

Something his parents’ house could never quite manage. It certainly wasn’t a home when he was told to leave...

But now he had his very own room.

And Albie across the hall. Something he tried not to think about. How they’d be sleeping in the same house with no one else around.

He couldn’t even believe that he and Albie were the same. That neither of them had an eye for women. He never dreamed he’d ever meet another man like him, let alone one who looked at him in that way.

Who kissed him.

Who pressed him up against the shelf or the desk, allowing him to feel the hardness of his manhood.

Percy had almost expired on the spot.

He’d always known he was attracted to men, even when he was a young boy, but he didn’t know it could feel like that.

He didn’t know it would set his blood on fire and make his brain shut down.

All he knew was that he wanted more.

More of what, he wasn’t sure. That feeling. The rush, the thrill. The pleasure.

He understood now why men lost all reasoning when it came to the pleasure of the flesh. He understood now what might make a man risk everything for one chance...

He understood now.

Granted, his desire was for men, but he assumed it to be no different.

To want, to crave, to desire.

The need that made Percy push Albie to sit on the bed and crush his mouth to his. To kiss him. To want more but making himself stop.

“Everything all right?”

Albie’s voice startled him. Percy jumped, his hand to his heart. “Oh, yes, I’m fine. Just thinking...”

“Of?”

He smiled with a rush of breath and dared to meet Albie’s gaze. “Just how grateful I am.”

Albie rubbed his arm. “We should leave this, finish our chores outside before Des and Robert come back. They’ll be cold and hungry, so I’ll need to make a start on lunch.”

Percy nodded. Yes, work. Work seemed like a very good idea.

They had everything done by the time Des and Robert brought the small herd into the front holding yard.

While they ate a hearty lunch, Percy got Bandit ready for his trial with the cattle. He saddled him but walked him across the yard and in through the gates.

He knew all eyes were on him, so he just prayed he didn’t make a fool of himself. He knew Bandit would be okay with some time. He was used to sheep, after all. And he rode okay around the bullock teams in town.

But still, he didn’t appreciate the audience.

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