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.The new guy, Roger, had taken up the task of making a pie.Marshal was behind him, telling him what to do."No, that's not how you do it.You want the dough to be tender, not beaten," Marshal said.Roger held up the rolling pin and spun around."Good Lord, are you going to let me make this pie or badger me to death?""The dough is going to be too stiff if you treat it that way." Marshal moved in close, poking the dough with his finger."Don't touch my dough," Roger warned.James waltzed in and laughed."What about your sausage.Can we touch that?"Roger set the rolling pin down and placed both hands on his hips."Boys, one of you wants my dough and the other my sausage.What the hell type of place is this?"Duff snorted."You don't know the half of it.""Half of what?" Roger asked.They all shot their eyes to Grant.He was trying to be a good sport, but it was obvious to everyone that he still pined after Craig."Let's just say we ain't in the ocean but there's lots of seamen round here.""Crude," Zander yelled as he strolled in."You're all so fucking crude." Zander grabbed Marshal and pushed him against the counter then proceeded to hump him, smacking his ass hard when Marshal pushed him away."You love it, Marsh, you just can't wait to get into my pants.""Yeah, and see that world-class pussy you got," Marshal drawled."Hey, are you calling me a pussy?" Zander raced after him.They ran outside and tussled in the yard."How long have they been a couple?" Roger asked."They aren't.Marshal isn't gay," Duff said."Oh." Roger stared out the window as the guys play fought, Zander finally taking Marshal to the ground, landing on top of him.Tucker shook his head, wondering not for the first time if those two were going at it after dark.Both men seemed to be enjoying squirming around on each other.He watched as Zander rose up, allowing Marshal to turn over.Marshal was a bit smaller than Zander, but it didn't stop Zander from lying on top of Marshal, resting his head on the guy's chest.Grant came up beside him and Roger, watching the guys in the yard."Really, they play like that all the time.They're like two puppies.It doesn't mean anything.They really are just friends." Grant tapped Roger on the arm and he couldn't help but catch the look Roger and Grant exchanged.Something had gone on between the pair, he'd gamble on it."Guess I need to get back to my pie." Roger turned away from the window, his gaze staying on Grant longer than Tucker thought necessary.Tucker shook his head and ignored the men.It wasn't his business who slept with whom.As long as they did their work, that's all he could ask for.Tucker grabbed a few plates, taking them two at a time to the table.The food came out of the oven and Roger put in his blueberry pie after sprinkling sugar on the egg brushed crust.Living at the ranch was different than he'd first thought.He originally believed they'd be in danger all the time, but it wasn't like that.This was the first mission that had gone awry.Usually, they were ranchers who occasionally went on missions.He wouldn’t give this up, ever.That Craig had walked out, leaving like they weren't family, disturbed him, but Billy's attitude left him dumbfounded.When they were midway through their meal Duff cleared his throat."Tucker, did you find out what's wrong with Billy?"He shook his head and put down his fork."I got nothing.""You know, this is the first time any of us have been shot since he joined the team," Marshal said."Do you think that's what this is about? A couple of the guys in his unit were killed." Grant picked up his glass of tea and took a swig.Tucker wished he had use of both hands.When they hit the US, he'd gone to a doctor that they trusted, finding out that Zander had done a great job fixing his arm and it would just take time to heal.He'd start physical therapy soon and he'd hoped Billy would take him, but he guessed he'd get one of the other guys."So tonight, when he comes home, would you go talk to him, Tucker?" Duff asked."Yeah, he's my best friend.I need to figure out what's wrong."They finished their meal touching subjects that were ranch related.A few of the guys wanted to buy foals this year but Duff thought they were crazy.Billy was the one leading the group in the quest to buy the new horses so the discussion died off quickly without Billy to lead the charge.When dinner was done, Tucker headed off to his room, glad to be home.They each had private rooms, some of the guys were housed in different buildings that were attached with walkways, but both he and Billy were in the main house on the far side away from everyone else.They had privacy and often spent the night talking, sometimes even falling asleep in the same bed.At eleven he heard shuffling in the hall and he waited for Billy's door to close before he got up and went to his room, knocking softly.He waited a long moment for the door to open.Billy stared at him, his eyes narrowed and his shoulders stiff."Can I come in?" Tucker asked, not sure if Billy would allow him in."Fine, but I'm tired."He followed Billy in, closing the door behind him.When he looked back at Billy all he saw was anger and confusion."Billy, talk to me.Please."He shook his head and stormed off to the bathroom.Tucker followed, keeping the door from shutting though Billy pushed it closed.The man was vibrating with anger and he hated this.They couldn't work together if Billy kept this up.He'd miss going out on missions with his best friend."You know, our work is dangerous."Billy spun around, his face red."You don't get it.""Billy, I'm trying.I got shot, but I'm fine.""You're fine?" Billy screamed, his voice echoing around the tiled room."Fine, you have a fucking hole in your arm.What if the guy had aimed better? Or what if he'd been lucky? You could have died without knowing.""Knowing? Knowing what?"Billy threw up his arms and huffed out a breath.He spun around and stood with his hands on his hips, his shoulders rising and falling with each intake and exhale of air.Tucker moved behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder.Billy stiffened then spun around, confusion tinged with heat filling his gaze.Tucker's belly felt funny and he sucked in a breath."Knowing this," Billy said before he closed the distance between them, his lips pressing against Tucker's.Shock ripped through him and he gasped, his lips separating and then Billy mistook his opened mouth for an invitation.Rough stubble grazed over his chin, he felt whiskers edging the lips he kissed, the sensation foreign.Then Billy was holding him, his hands on Tucker's back, his body pressed against Tucker's.Feelings swirled inside that he'd never experienced before when kissing a girl.His dick stiffened and he felt Billy's graze against his hip.He moaned and Billy deepened the kiss.With his good hand he clutched at Billy's shirt, pulling it out of his jeans.The desire to run his hands over Billy's chest hit hard and he slipped his fingers under the material, grazing soft skin covering hard muscles.Billy pressed in harder and pain shot through his arm.He pulled back, almost dropping to his knees in agony.They separated and Tucker stepped back, his good hand at his lips, grazing over the swollen surface.They stared at each other for a long moment, neither saying a thing [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]