Chapter 136
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The sun was sinking toward the horizon by the time Parker and Mason made it back to the cabin.
“What’s for supper?” Parker asked.
“Dunno, what would you like?” The gleam in Parker’s eye told Mason food wasn’t foremost on his boyfriend’s mind. “Horn-dog!”
“What can I say, you’re so irresistible.”
“And you’re so full of shit. Mom packed some burgers and hot dogs, if you want those.”
“What about really getting back to the wild and catching our own supper?”
“Huh?”
“Fish, Mase, fish. You know, those slippery wet things that live in the water just outside.” Parker pointed his thumb in the general direction of the lake.
“Uh. Well, I’m not sure if it’s still trout season “
“Come on, man, live dangerously. Who’s around to see us and call the cops, anyway?”
Mason knew he was always too uptight about sticking to the rules. Parker was right, who would see. The nearest cabin was at least a quarter mile away and probably unoccupied. “Okay, do you know how to fish?”