Chapter 5

Johnathan looked over at Fionn. He was so close. He leaned in even closer, their faces nearly touching now. He felt like his heart might pound its way out of his chest, it was beating so rapidly and so hard. Could this really be happening?

It could be, and it was, for Fionn leaned even closer, tipping his head back a little to the taller man, and then they were kissing, and the electricity Johnathan had felt in Fionn’s touch was a hundred times stronger in his kiss.

The kiss was amazing—a startling, wonderful jolt—but it lasted only a brief, sweet moment before Fionn pulled back. He smiled at Johnathan, still stroking his cheek gently. “I’m very glad I chose to land at this particular farm.”

“I’m glad too.”

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Fionn stayed day after day, and since there was never any shortage of work for him to do, Johnathan wouldn’t have complained, even if Fionn’s touch didn’t send electricity racing through him.