Chapter 13: Cowboy Lust
I can’t fall in love with Corey Cassidy, even if I want to. Men do not love men in Kansas. Cowboys are not supposed to fall for cowboys, or city boys for that matter. Bottom line: I can’t ever love Corey. Not this weekend. Not next weekend. Never. I hope he’ll someday understand such a fact, even if his heart breaks.
I don’t tell him this; it’s not what our short time together is supposed to entail. This weekend is to be a reunion between men who were once boys, a revisited connection of time that has been lost, and a means for our relationship to reconnect and grow.
Corey loves me; I feel this deep inside my soul. He loved me ten years ago, now, and he will love me ten years from now, or even longer. But love cannot live in certain places. Not in Kansas. Not in
