Chapter 62

“I was thinking,” Vaughn said quietly, and Randy had to force open eyelids that he hadn’t even realized he had shut. When Vaughn parted his lips, Randy followed suit, the blood already swimming through Randy’s veins at twice its normal speed.

There was no kiss, though. Instead, a breath, and Vaughn’s low, deep voice, “I don’t imagine you to be much of a camper, but maybe when the weather turns, if you’re still hanging around and everything, maybe you and me can go up into the mountains one weekend. Leave the kids behind. I got something you should probably see.”

Randy gave him a quick laugh. “Camping must be a family thing of yours, is it? Lyle asked me the same thing.”

Vaughn didn’t answer the question. “What do you think of him?”