Chapter 4
The lower light cast some of the scenery into very different aspects. Jon knew he could get some interesting shots and went to work, temporarily ignoring the quiet young man who shadowed him. He’d played this game before. He knew when to push and when to back off.
He could read from the other man’s body language that Clay needed some time to sort things out in his own mind and come to terms with their sudden attraction. Jon had no such misgivings. Although he had no idea where matters might go after this one day and the night to come, he’d already decided he’d run with it.
With that in mind, he concentrated on his photography, and if they touched at all, it was accidental. Finally, the train approached the black mesa of the old slag pile and slid into the deep shadow between i
