Carson's fingertips crawled up Harris's back and squeezed his shoulder and Carson placed a chaste kiss on the other shoulder, they sat on the edge of the deck, Carson had one knee propped up and was sitting slanted, Harris's thigh was pressed to Carson’s and his back felt Carson's propped leg.
"Why do you like me?" Harris suddenly asked.
"I don't know" Carson said, "I've never been able to tell what I liked about someone, all I know is that when I like someone they become the only thing I can see"
Harris didn't say a word.
"I'm sorry, that was a bit strong coming, I’ll back off" Carson laughed nervously. Harris leaned into Carson's chest.
"Thank you"
"for what?" Carson asked running his fingers through Harris's hair and he laid his arms loosely around the farm boy.
"For becoming my
