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For about a second or two he stared at the hat and then at Dakota’s retreating back and he
felt like he wanted to just run and hide. How stupid could he be, he
wondered as he took the hat in his hands, seeing that it was a well used one
and he breathed in, knowing that it was Dakota’s own cap, and he could
feel his heart turning over inside his chest as his eyes watered a bit. To
think, he cared enough to give him his cap and like a dolt he had asked him
what it was for. Could he be any more of a geek than that? He felt his legs
grow heavy as Dakota continued down the grassy hill towards the fence and he
made up his mind then that he would just have to try harder, that no matter
what he wasn’t going to be a disappointment to Dakota. He grabbed the
small bag of nails and two hammers and trotted down the hill towards Dakota,
getting at the fence slightly out of breath just as Dakota leaned the boards
up against a post.
Dakota turned to see Noah almost on top of him and he smiled as he saw the bag and hammers in
his hands. He had forgotten them in his haste to get away, afraid that he
would make an even bigger ass out of himself. Christ, he should have known
better to have thrown the cap in the first place and secondly to not realize
that Noah wasn’t really used to all this, and to make him seem like a fool
wasn’t going to help either. He was just nervous; still, it was no excuse
as he saw the determined look on Noah’s face and he felt a strange warmth
creeping into his body as he heard Noah’s slightly laboured breathing.
Smiling, he thanked Noah for the nails and then he undid his shirt, his eyes looking over
Noah as he took the shirt off, carefully putting it on the one post, and
then he bent down to pick up a hammer and some nails, jamming them into his
pocket as he went over to the broken fence boards.
Noah watched the shirt coming off, feeling suddenly like a
peeping tom or something. He couldn’t explain it but Dakota seemed so
distant really, almost as if he was trying to ignore Noah’s presence and
it only made him more determined to do things better. He watched the shirt
come off, the golden flesh glistening in the setting sun’s rays and he
heard himself stifle back a yelp of amazement as all he could think of was
how hot Dakota looked standing there in the faded blue denim pants,
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