Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 121083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Every part of this conversation hit him completely unexpectedly and just grew crazier by the second. He would never give up the farm, and no way would Sean fit in his world. Besides, there was a much bigger issue. Kitt had never considered long term with Sean. Hell, he’d never thought in long term about anyone. He was a confirmed bachelor for life. He knew his plight, owned it, and planned to live just like this forever. It was the exact reason he thought he and Sean were such a perfect match.
“Kitt, just think about it. I know I’m your only partner. It’s obvious, and with a little more regularity, you could be mine. I love having sex with you, that’s all I’m saying. I’ll give you a few days, but promise me you’ll think about it. And, I will be discreet. I can buy one of those big pickup trucks to drive down and see you.” Sean finally pulled away from Kitt handing him his wallet and cowboy hat before walking back across the room to the closet to grab a suit jacket.
“I have an appointment this morning. You could stay, but I know you would rather get on the road.”
Sean never said another word about commitments or long term relationships as they left his apartment. They rode the elevator down the high rise to the underground garage. Kitt had parked his truck next to Sean’s shiny, new Fisker sports car when he arrived last night. He went directly to it, and Sean followed behind him, not going to his car like he usually did when they left together.
“I love watching you back this massive vehicle into this small space. It reminds me of us having sex.” Sean chuckled and pushed Kitt against the side of the truck. He was bold this morning, leaning into Kitt for all his neighbors to see. These public displays weren’t something Kitt did, and he never got used to it when Sean made the move. It was hard to hide when you were so public with what you were doing. He couldn’t help but cut his eyes around to see who might be watching. Sean gripped his jaw, flipping his head back to look only at him.
“It’s okay to be gay, Kitt. I don’t know why you won’t just go with what’s natural for you. Think about what I said. We connect well together, and you’d be good on my arm. I’m getting a promotion to Senior Vice President. You wouldn’t have to work yourself into an early grave out there, trying to make your dad’s place what it once was a hundred years ago. Promise me you’ll think about it.” Sean leaned in and placed his lips on Kitt’s for a quick chaste kiss before he turned and walked away. “Now drive away in that big ass truck. I love to watch you go.”
Kitt didn’t say a word. He clicked the key remote to unlock the doors before he used the side step to lift himself inside to the driver’s seat. He sat still completely shocked at the turn of events between them. Kitt searched his frantic brain, but couldn’t figure out what happened in their night to cause Sean to think in terms of exclusivity – with him. It wasn’t just that, because hell, Kitt already was exclusive to Sean. He lived out in the country. Three thousand people lived in a sixty square mile radius of the farm, and as best he could tell, not one of them was a gay man. Hell, if there was someone, he’d be finding a way to fuck them along with Sean.
“Exclusive…damn it,” Kitt muttered driving from the underground garage. This was going to fuck their relationship up. Kitt didn’t want an obligation and he sure didn’t want to explain Sean’s presence to anyone down on the farm. It had taken him a long time to earn the respect of his ranch hands after his father’s sudden heart attack. He’d just now proved he could run the place; that everything he’d learned in college, the progressive way of farming and ranching could work better than his dad’s old school ways. If his employees learned the truth about whose bed his boots had been under…Yeah, no way! Kitt knew he could never come out in the agriculture world. The heavy hitters of the industry overflowed with rednecks and homophobes. No way could he ever come out.
Kitt pushed, no shoved, Sean’s idea out of his mind. He decided he would deal with it later. If he needed to find a new fuck buddy, fine, he would. Dallas was full of gay men. Maybe, switching to Houston or Austin might produce better results, a change of pace. Proximity wise, they were further away from the farm, even less chance of him getting caught. Surely, he still had connections close to Houston. His alma mater was only about an hour away from there. Besides, even with everything else against them, relationships required a time commitment to be successful, and time wasn’t something Kitt had to spare right now.
Kitt easily navigated his oversized pick-up through the crowded downtown streets of Dallas, not letting himself consider Sean’s proposal any longer – his mind was made up. He’d find a way to tell Sean ‘no’ and keep them going just like they had been, or end it all together. His hip vibrated. It reminded Kitt he’d silenced the phone the previous night. He palmed it at a stop light.
‘I know you better than anyone does. We’ve been together too long. We can make it work. I’m willing to stay hidden for a while, and having sex with you a couple of times a week will hold me over, I’m sure. I love our sex…sucking you, swallowing you…don’t deny us. I’ll keep things like we have them for now, but I’ll be working my way in that direction. You’re suddenly very important to me. Actually Kitt, you have been for some time now, I’ve just kept it quiet.’