Song of Oestend by Marie Sexton

Author:Marie Sexton [Sexton, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Gay MM/ Futuristic/ Paranormal
ISBN: 9780857156303
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2011-08-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Deacon wasn’t at supper, and Aren was sure the big ranch hand was going to break his vow. Aren went home and waited, his palms growing sweaty and his cock hard. The sun fell. Aren went out to the back and started the generator. The world went dark. And still Deacon wasn’t there.

Aren swore at Deacon. He swore at himself. He should have known. Like all the men Aren had known in his life, Deacon had forgotten about him once he’d found his own pleasure. Aren damped the fire. He extinguished the lamps. He went up to his bedroom and began to undress. He was debating the best way to alleviate his own sexual frustration when he was startled by a loud pounding noise.

At first he thought it was the ghost, but only for a second. The knocking was too loud, and it came from the wrong part of the house. There was actually somebody knocking at his front door, and there was only one person it could be.

He went quickly down his stairs and glanced out of the window next to the door. It was too dark to make out the face, but even in the dim light of the half-full moon, Aren recognised the lines of Deacon’s muscular body.

“What are you thinking?” he asked as he opened the door to let Deacon in. “It’s full dark outside!”

“We got back from the fields late,” Deacon said, closing and latching the door behind him. He was wearing his long duster over his ranch clothes. “I had to take care of the horses before I came, but I swore I’d be here.”

“But it’s dark,” Aren said, feeling the words were entirely inadequate. How could Deacon have risked his life like that?

“I didn’t want to break my promise.”

The weight of his words hit Aren hard. Only ten minutes earlier, he’d been calling Deacon every bad word he could think of. Now, he realised what a fool he had been. How many times did Deacon have to prove he wasn’t like the boys from school before Aren stopped expecting him to act like them?

“Thank you,” he said.

Deacon’s cheeks turned red, but he smiled. “I have to leave early tomorrow. I didn’t want to leave without seeing you.”

The Austin farm. How could Aren have forgotten? Deacon and Garrett would be setting out to determine whether or not anything was amiss at the farm. Tomorrow night, they’d be staying in a shack that may or not still be standing. Time at the farm once they got there. Another night at the shack on the way home, if they lasted that long. Maybe everybody was fine. Maybe everybody was dead. Anything could happen. The idea that Deacon might not come back at all made Aren’s heart race. “Do you have to go?” he asked, stepping closer to Deacon. “Couldn’t one of Jeremiah’s sons—?”

“No,” Deacon said, cutting off Aren’s words. It was obvious he didn’t share Aren’s dread. Deacon was smiling, his cheeks flushed, his eyes begging a question.

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