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“Okay, take me away, Farm Boy.” I sigh contentedly, suddenly feeling drowsy.
He chuckles. “Whatever happened to the movie night I was promised?”
As he speaks, he reaches his gear-shifting hand down to gently graze his fingertips on the inside of my left knee. Shivers shoot up my leg at the contact. His large hand wraps around the inside of my thigh, a respectful distance from my lady bits. He sighs indulgently, relaxing into the seat.
“You’ll get your movie night,” I mumble into his shoulder.
My lips curl up slightly, and my mind is fuzzy as we drive. My eyelids droop down as the rumbling of the engine puts me to sleep.
I wake to silence and something firm and warm under my face. I jolt up, unsure of where I am.
“Hey, it’s me.” Adam’s husky voice washes over me, calming my fear.
His face is shadowed inside the truck. The air feels thick as his gleaming eyes look over me.
“Where are we?” I ask shakily.
“Come see.” He opens the door and steps out into the night, then holds out his hand.
I reach out and take it, crawling out of the truck. He doesn’t let go.
Leading me through the moonlit trees, he starts to explain, “We came out here to dig up some trees for the nursery. During the day, it wasn’t much, but I figured at night, it would be worth seeing again.”
He points to a freshly dug-up hole in the ground.
“You’re not a serial killer, are you?” I tease.
He stops. Still holding my hand, he reaches his other one up to caress my upper arm. “If you are ever uncomfortable with me…just tell me, and we can leave. Okay? I want you to feel safe.” His voice is somber, fingers still brushing over me.
My heart squeezes. “Adam, I feel entirely safe and comfortable with you. I was only teasing because of the holes.” I tilt my head up. “But your touch drives me…insane,” I say with an exhale. Confessing my feelings to him is terrifying.
His mouth falls open. He hesitates for a moment.
“Insane in a…good way?” His voice is strained.
I laugh. “Yes, a very good way. Also a way that makes me all tingly.” I squeeze his hand.
He licks his lips. His fingertips are trailing up my arm, over my collarbone, and onto my jaw. He slowly caresses it for a moment before he leans his head down. My breath hitches at the unexpected contact. His is coming out raggedly. Just before his lips touch mine, he turns his head and presses a tender kiss to my cheek. Lifting his head, he pauses for a moment, gazing into my eyes.
“You are so beautiful.” His voice is a hoarse whisper.
I’ve never felt so cherished in my life. How have I wasted any time with another boy when a man like this exists in the universe? His gentle touch on my jaw has drifted back down as he explores the shape of my collarbone. I can’t take much more of this without him kissing me up against a tree, much less gently.
“Were you going to show me something?” My tone is breathy and uneven.
A smile lifts on his mouth. “Yes. I’m sorry; I just want to touch you. Your skin is like velvet. I wondered…” He trails off, leaving me curious. “This way.”
His hand is still holding mine as he leads the way. Less than a minute later, we break through the trees, and I see an enormous structure in front of us. As we approach, I realize it’s actually three separate round cylinders. They’re all rusty with chipping paint.
“What are they?”
I saw something like them on the side of the road on my bus ride to Texas.
“They’re old silos. These most likely held grain ages ago. We still use them on the farm. Come around here.”
He directs me around to the back side of them, which opens up to a wide field. I pull out my phone, turning on the flashlight.
“Wow, that’s cool. Maybe I do need a smartphone,” he says, surprise in his tone.
