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found himself floundering, suddenly keenly aware of just how dependent he was on Tyler and how
much Tyler gave him. He met Tyler s eyes and saw understanding in them and a little pity.
I want one room, but not because it s cheaper, Tyler said gently. I want you sleeping with me. I ve
gotten used to the way you drool on me.
I do not drool!
And if the manager has a problem with that, which I doubt, I ll deal with it. Tyler ran a finger down
Dan s nose. You think too much, Dan. You don t have to. I know you ve got no money and I know
what that feels like, but anything I give you is just -- it s not important.
You shouldn t have to pay for everything, Dan said. I need to get a job.
Tyler opened his mouth and then closed it again. When he did speak, he seemed to be choosing his
words carefully. Yeah, you do. And I m not stupid; I know there s nothing for you to do in Carlyle
and that you re bored hanging around the cabin all the time. I know what we ve got going here is
temporary, but right now, let it go, okay? We re on vacation and we ll deal with it all later.
Temporary? Dan focused on that single word and felt it chill him. Everything Tyler had said was true
-- though he was willing to try and find a job in town; there was bound to be someone needing help
on a farm at this time of year -- but none of it mattered when the thought of turning his back on Tyler
made him feel cold and sick.
Come on, Tyler said. We ll get a room and then go and eat.
The woman who rented them the room was as skinny as a straw with tinted silver hair that seemed to
be purple in some lights. Dan was fascinated by it. Did she know it looked purple? Did she care? She
took Tyler s credit card with one eye on them and the other on the TV, which was showing an ancient
episode of Dallas.
One room?
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Tyler nodded.
Two doubles or one king-size?
Dan felt himself tense up as Tyler answered, but the indifference in her expression didn t alter when
Tyler chose the second option. She pushed over two keys and gave the TV her undivided attention
after a murmured wish for them to enjoy their stay.
The room lived up to the parking lot; Dan had been expecting something on the bleak or tacky side,
reeking of smoke and other people, but the screened window was open wide, letting in the warm,
flower-scented air, and the small sign telling people not to smoke seemed to have been obeyed. The
red and white theme was present, but the carpet was dark green, which offset it. Dan kicked off his
shoes and lay down on the wide bed, the white pillowcase crisp and smooth against his face, the red
and white striped comforter soft. Oh, yeah, this feels good.
Tyler returned from the small bathroom and nodded. Nice place. Clean.
Nice bed. Soft.
Tyler leaned against the wall and folded his arms across his chest, which did things to Dan -- made
his mouth dry and yet watering, made his cock stir, made his mind sharp and clear when it came to
getting Tyler naked and close enough to touch and fuzzy on everything else.
Thought you were hungry.
Hungry? Try starving. Dan licked his lips. If Tyler didn t get the message from the way he was
staring like a cat at a canary, ready to pounce, he was prepared to spell it out explicitly, but something
told him he wouldn t need to.
Tyler nodded. I can see that, boy.
Fuck, that voice; amused, yes, but as husky with pure want as his own had been& Tyler might like
being cajoled into sex, and Dan didn t mind doing it, but when it came down to it, Tyler wanted it as
much as Dan did, and he didn t really try and hide it. It made Dan feel good about himself in a way
being desired never had before, not even with Luke. Tyler looked at him and saw all of him, not just a
mouth to take, an ass to fuck.
God, I love you, he said, the words involuntary, and heard the room go quiet, go still.
That s& probably not a good idea, Tyler said eventually. The warmth and amusement had gone
from his voice, replaced by a flat weariness.
It s not? Red and white stripes wavered in front of Dan s eyes as he stared down at the bed. Sorry
about that.
The bed creaked and he looked up to see Tyler sitting close enough to touch but with enough tension
around him to make Dan think that if he did the air would crackle and spit. I know where Luke is,
Tyler told him.
The words made no sense at first, thrown into the conversation as they had been. He rearranged them
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in his head in a few combinations until he was back to the original order. Luke?
Tyler jerked his chin in an acknowledgement of all the questions that lay behind Dan s startled echo.
You told me his name and age; finding him was easy. He s working in a coffee shop in Vancouver,
and he lives in an apartment with two other men. It s a dive, going off the address and the rent, but
it s cheap, and I don t suppose he cares because he s probably too busy enjoying the big city. You
could be enjoying it with him.
Luke? I -- Luke isn t -- Dan swallowed. I don t give a fuck about Luke, he said. He sat up and
reached past all the barriers Tyler had around him, the way he always had since day one, minute one,
and stabbed his finger into the rock-solid muscle of Tyler s chest. He d kissed that spot, licked it wet,
laid his face against it and listened to the muted thud of Tyler s heart. He knew it. He fucking owned
it. Did you hear me? I don t give a fuck. I care about you. If I went to Vancouver --
Do you want to?
What? Dan shook his head, derailed again by the quiet interjection. Maybe? Sure, one day. If you
wanted to, then, yes, tomorrow -- shit, tonight, if you really wanted to and you d let me drive when
you got tired --
Not a chance.
I d go anywhere with you. He said it and knew it was true as soon as he heard the words spoken
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