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. They came out of the copse of trees and moved toward an outcropping of stonebeside some wild grass that Clint knew from experience was good for grazing.Dismounting, they tied the horses to a nearby tree and moved to sit on the stone ledge,facing east.They couldn t have timed it better.The top curve of the sun suddenlyappeared, a shimmering crescent of pure gold.They watched in awed silence as itpushed its way over the edge of the horizon, filling the sky with a sudden, blazing light. That s somethin I never tire of seein , Clint remarked. It s been way too long since I ve seen a prairie sunrise. Tyler s voice was wistful,even sad.Clint looked at him, studying his face from the side. Why d you really leave, Ty?What re you runnin from?He felt Tyler stiffen and almost regretted the question, but if there was somethingdeveloping between them, he needed to know what it was that held Tyler back.Clintremembered how powerfully Tyler had protested the first time he d exerted hisdominant will I don t do this.I told you, I ain t nobody s boy.Though Tyler s reactions to their play had been powerful and sincere, Clintcontinued to feel an underlying resistance from him.It was almost like Tyler waslonging to surrender, but somehow felt to do so was to prove himself the weaker man.There was something, or someone, holding him back.Tyler was a man fighting with himself, not comfortable with his own nature.Thisfight was going to continue to affect their relationship, unless they found a way to dealwith it head on.What they d shared was too special to ignore or deny.He could nolonger pretend to himself that Tyler was just passing through, or that Clint had nobusiness poking his nose where it didn t belong.Somehow he needed to find a way toreach Tyler, before it was too late, before he returned to Austin, never looking back.This was his chance, and he knew he had to grab it.They could either choose tomove forward together, or let it end.Clint prayed he could somehow prevent that fromhappening.He didn t want to just let Tyler slip away.There had been other men, otherpotential, and he d let them slip away, telling himself the time wasn t right, or the manwasn t worthy.He understood in a moment of clarity that he d let them go because he wasn twilling to fight for love.Now, for whatever reason, he found that he was.He was readyto claim what he wanted for his own.If he wanted this thing with Tyler, whatever itwas, he had to at least try.And so, when Tyler did his usual, stiffening and turning his face away with ashrug, Clint leaned toward Tyler, grabbing him gently but firmly by the shoulder. Ty.Don t shut me out.Talk to me.We have somethin special, you and me.And it s not justabout who s on top and who holds the whip.We got somethin that doesn t come alongtoo often.Are we just gonna let it go?Tyler turned slowly toward him, though he still didn t speak. Ty, Clint triedagain. You re safe with me.Haven t I showed you that over this past week? But you ve got a wall up between us.It s something only you can tear down.What really happenedback at the ranch that has you runnin not just from the ranch, but from yourself?Tyler turned back toward the horizon, staring out into the middle distance as if hedidn t even see the riot of glorious color splashed over the sky.Clint could see a muscleworking in his jaw, as if the words were stuck, trying to find a way out.Finally Tylersaid cryptically,  I m not the man you think I am.Clint waited, refusing to permit himself to leap to any conclusions.When Tylerdidn t continue, he prodded gently. Go on.Tyler glanced at him and then quickly away. There was someone.He was like you.But he wasn t like you.I mean, you make it seem okay, but I know deep down it s notokay.This isn t how a man s supposed to act.Supposed to feel&  Ty, what are you sayin ?Tyler turned toward him. Look, it s been a great week.You re a terrific guy.Butthis whole thing the ropes, the commands, the spanking and stuff [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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