Chapter 6: Little Boys’ Room
Semi-drunk, exhausted from dancing under the glittering disco ball, Corey says, “Ian is closing the place up tonight. Let’s walk back to my flat.”
I kiss him. Why? This weekend is never going to amount to a committed, monogamous, and long-term relationship by any means. Why won't I kiss him? I have horses to take care of, breed, and sell at Wellton Appaloosas. I have fields to maintain. And Hiding has nine hundred residents gossiping about my whereabouts at the moment. I am not a city boy, and probably will never be one. So why not have fun tonight? Why not live on the edge? My kissing and touching Corey Cassidy is as temporary as a season or boarding a beautiful Appaloosa. We are not meant to be together, I believe, coupled as male lovers. Nothing is permane
