Chapter 58

The man was gone. It was safe to step out.

Kieran staggered out of the stuffy tent. The sunlight caused him to squint, so he cupped his hand over his eyes. He spotted his hulking lover standing a few feet away, to his left, leaning on the bark of a pine tree, apparently retrieving his voice mails. Liam’s deep scowl unnerved Kieran.

He took a shy step towards Liam. “Hey, lover.”

But Liam paid him no mind. After a long minute, Liam finally hung up. “Pack your things.”

“What’s the matter?”

Liam didn’t acknowledge his question. He brushed by him, and went back to the tent with Faulkner on his heels.

Kieran sprung after him. “Liam? Can you talk to me, please? Hello?”

Liam was kneeling in the tent, gathering their clothes and blankets. “Drain the cooler,” he said flatly. “See what’s left. Throw any open packages of meat out, please. Then take the truck into town and fill it up. The keys are in the glove compartment. I’m gonna start on the tent.”