Kurt kept the harvester right on the line, his time in the hay fields some of his favorite hours. Especially now. He didn’t need to endure any more staring from the other men, and while he appreciated Dwayne’s friendship and the way Felicity didn’t act like he’d sprouted a second head, Kurt was still trying to find his place on the ranch again.
With the harvest in full swing, he’d pushed his hours back to where they were before he’d started dating May, and Kurt found he liked the hard work. Liked the way he could come home for lunch and just eat, not throw together a sandwich and head back out so he could get off early to go into town.
The radio on the dash of the tractor flashed with a yellow light, and Kurt lifted it to his mouth. “Kurt here.”
“You’ve got a visitor,” Dwayne said.
Kur
