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more attractive and desirable to him as they reached the truck and dumped their load of
broken wood into the back.
His only trouble really was that he had no idea of how to tell Dakota that, how to express to
him how special he felt that Dakota would even bother, never mind actually
care enough to have him here. It was strange really, maybe it was his
shyness or something else but he couldn’t help but wonder why someone like
Dakota was the way he was, why he was special and yet it seemed like he
didn’t know that, didn’t understand the real effect he had on guys like
Noah. Noah kept his eyes down, or at least he tried to but every few seconds
he just had to steal a glance at Dakota, to even pinch himself to make sure
this just wasn’t some dream he was having.
With the last board in the truck he felt like the magic was about to end, a sort of sadness
crept inside as he stole what he thought would be one last glance at
Dakota’s naked chest when he saw that Dakota was staring at him. He gulped
the saliva in his mouth, wondering if he had done something wrong. His hands
were at his side but the lump in his throat felt real, almost choking him as
he stared into the dark eyes, wishing he could find the words to tell Dakota
how much he liked him, how much he wanted him.
There was no mistaking the look he saw in Noah’s face, the way he licked his lips as he
stared at him and he knew that he too was staring, that he too had that same
desire burning deep inside and before he knew it, he was over beside Noah,
standing next to him, staring into his face as he clenched his hands into
fists, the fear rising up inside of him, making him shake a little with
trepidation.
Dakota “I am sorry…”
Noah “Sorry? What for, you haven’t done anything.”
Dakota “Not much of a host, I mean invite you over and
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