an enemy because she didn’t play fair.” Ram stretched his leg under the table and nudged Gray’s foot. “What I need to know is whether this is going to be a problem. I’m not used to dealing with spoiled girls, and I’m not sure I have the patience for it.”
“I wish the hell I knew. Raleigh’s always been spoiled, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard her speak so rudely to someone before.”
Ram wished he was in the position to kiss the troubled expression from Gray’s handsome face. “You think she knows about us?”
Gray shook his head and moved his mashed potatoes around with his fork. “She doesn’t even know I’m gay. Could have something to do with the fact you’re not fawning all over her like most of the guys around here.” He blew out a frustrated breath. “Not your problem though. I’ll try to have a talk with her when she gets home.”
Ram moved his plate aside and leaned on the table, putting himself closer to Gray. He was about to confess something that would show his hand. “If it bothers you, it is my problem.”
Gray reached across the table and covered Ram’s hand. “Despite what goes on with Raleigh, I’m glad you’re here.”
“Me, too.” Ram grazed his thumb across Gray’s. “Although I’ve never had what I’d call a lover before. I just hope I don’t screw it up.”
Staring into Ram’s eyes, Gray licked his lips. “Let’s eat so Georgia doesn’t get her nose out of joint. Then I’ll help you unpack.”
Ram smiled. “It might take us a while. I’ve got a lot of books that need to be dusted and put away.”
Gray pulled his hand back and cut a piece of chicken fried steak. “Guess we could spread it out over a couple of weeks if we need to.”
Keeping their budding relationship a secret from Raleigh and the rest of the hands wouldn’t be easy. They would continue to need an excuse to be together after working hours. “What about that old car in the garage? Ever thought of restoring it?”
“The Cobra? Hell, yeah, I’ve thought about it. I bought that thing when I was twenty. I went to a ranch sale and found it in the back of this old guy’s barn. It’s a rusted piece of shit, but I knew I had to have it. Dad chewed my ass for a month over that damn thing, but I refused to get rid of it. I moved it into my bay of the garage and started parking my truck outside.”
“So why haven’t you done anything with it?” He knew through his research that Gray was thirty-six, a long time to let a car just sit.
“Dad always found something else for me to do on my off hours. Then he got sick and there wasn’t time to do anything but take care of him, Raleigh and the ranch.” Gray shrugged. “Would be nice, though.”
“What year is it?” Ram asked. For some reason the thought of helping Gray fulfil a dream inspired him to make it happen.
“Sixty-six.” He rubbed his jaw. “Might be hard to get parts for it.”
“Not hard, just expensive.”
Gray’s face lit up. “I’d like that as long as we could take a break now and then for other things,” he said with a wink.
“That’s what I was hoping you’d say.”
Chapter Three
Before going upstairs to the loft, Gray uncovered the Mustang Cobra. “Hello, little fella. Nice to see you again.” It had been a while since he’d allowed himself to dream of fixing up the roadster.
Ram wrapped his arms around Gray from behind. “I thought most cars were referred to as females.”
“Yeah, but just look at that front end. Looks like an open mouth just begging for a cock.” Gray chuckled. “At least it always did to me anyway.”
Ram groaned and moved a hand down to the front of Gray’s jeans. “So evidently you’ve always been horny. And here I was hoping it was just me that had you thinking about sex all the time.”
Gray leant back against Ram as his zipper was lowered. “You’re the first man I ever jacked off for on camera. Does that tell you anything?”
“Not enough. Why don’t