Chapter 12It was odd they’d grown so close in the past four days, Wheat thought, but maybe, because of the situation, it did make sense. They hadn’t become lovers yet, but he knew it was just a matter of time. He liked Laurie, and not simply because he was a good-looking man who wouldn’t object to a little spanking—Wheat wasn’t as shallow as all that. Laurie was the sort of man you could trust to have your back.
“You were right about Lync,” Wheat said. “He did know what he was doing.” The second cedar chest held an assortment of jeans and shirts, as well as outerwear and underwear. Fortunately, they would fit Laurie. Wheat had his own clothes, and he was truly grateful he’d automatically packed for the mountains. The weather would still be too cool for shorts and swimsuits.
“Yeah. I mean
