Chapter 28: Walking and Boyfriends
I lose track of time after our bodies connect within the woods on Molly Kill Trail. Dizzy, out of breath, and having every part of my body wet from the summer storm, I cling my chest to Bernie’s, kiss the man, roll a palm through his dark brown hair, and eventually say, “You caught me. Do you know that?”
“I sort of knew that when I got off Brett’s boat,” he admits, huffing against my frame, holding me against his storm-drenched torso.
Rain blends us together in the wooded area. “Did you intend to do that?”
He shakes his head, kisses me, pulls away, and says, “I didn’t. It just happened on its own. Chemistry will sometimes do that between two men.”
We dress in the rain, laugh about our s****l fling on the ATV, and both agree to walk back to the cottag
