Friday night they went to the saloon. It would be the last dance before the end of Charlie’s week at Stallions and Studs. He tried not to think about it.
As often happens in situations such as this, the week had brought about the advent of several relationships. Men who had come to the ranch as strangers had formed bonds with each other, some serious, others—as Charlie sadly knew his would be—temporary. Whether serious or short-lived, the last night at The Watering Hole seemed skewed toward making it as romantic as possible for the couples. There were many more slow songs and the lighting was subdued.
Charlie and Wade danced, holding each other close. Knowing he would be saying goodbye the next afternoon, Charlie clung to the fact they had one more morning together. That thought had hel
