Hoyt nodded in agreement, even as he studied Teague. It won’t happen. But it would be nice if he stayed the night.
All through dinner, even though he’d joined in the conversation, the thought at the top of his mind was how could he and Teague make things work? Even if Teague does as he sort of suggested, buying a plane and learning to fly, he’ll get real tired, real fast, of flying out here every weekend. And I can’t afford to go see him more than maybe once a month, if that.
Hoyt sighed, shaking his head when Teague asked what was wrong. “Nothing we can do anything about.”
Teague put his arm around Hoyt’s waist, leading him to the sofa and sitting. “We can, if we want to.”
Hoyt sat as well, asking, “How? Damn it, Teague. How?”
Pulling Hoyt against his chest, Teague replied, “That’s w
