Slow Fires by Sarah Black

Author:Sarah Black [Black, Sarah]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Slow Fires

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“I keep telling him to go easy on the truth, to be gentle with her. Jessica, she’s not right where Kevin is concerned. I think with her it’s turned from good obsession to bad obsession.

She’s always watching him, staring at him like she’s hungry and wants to eat him alive. But you can’t tell Kevin anything. He’s as hard-headed now as when he was a kid.”

Mia stirred the soup, then added some chopped parsley. “That reminds me. Tell me about this camp-out that got you two kicked out of Boy Scouts.”

Russ laughed. “There were too many stories around the campfire about scouts lost and never heard from again, eaten by bears and lions, stalked and dismembered by axe-wielding lunatics. Kevin was scared, and then he was mad because he was scared. So he climbed into my sleeping bag with me. We had always slept in the same bed when we had sleepovers, so it didn’t seem like a big deal to us. But some of the other boys went and got the Scoutmaster.

He got everybody up, gave us this talk about choosing to be men and not fags. That would have been fine, if he’d left it at that, but then he adds this little bit about our dads being Marines, and being gone all the time. How we didn’t have enough male influence. Which reminded Kevin that this Scoutmaster was known to come sniffing around his mother when the unit was deployed. We waited ’till everybody went back to sleep, then we started walking home.”

“What, in the middle of the night?”

“Yeah. We had on our jackets, and I had a little backpack with some water and a couple of hot dogs in Baggies. But we got lost in the dark. The cops found us the next day about noon. Mothers hysterical, you can imagine.”

Mia was smiling, picturing the two of them marching off into the woods.

“To this day Kevin claims we were in the right. I still think we could have waited until dawn, then we wouldn’t have been lost. We were only two miles from home.”

“Lost in the woods. I’ve felt lost in the woods. My art, too. I think it isn’t this place, Russ. It isn’t the Navajo, or the isolation of the reservation. It’s me.”

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