Will Lex be willing to sacrifice his long-held secrets for true love?
Nick Barker was thrilled. A summer working on his college roommate’s family ranch was a dream come true for a veterinary student. He didn’t anticipate his reaction to his best friend and roommate’s father, though.
Lex Whitefeather hired his son Sam’s best friend for the summer. He figured he’d be generous and help the kid out. He wasn’t expecting the young Adonis who stepped off the plane. Nick Barker was no kid. Years of repressed sexual desires rose to the surface that summer.
When Lex and Nick finally come together and admit their feelings, Lex is plagued by guilt. He’s not “out” to his family and friends. Lex pushes Nick away with his unwillingness to open up to his family.
A few years later, Nick is back on the ranch…
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As founder and President of GRL Retreat, Inc., Carol helps organize the annual GayRomLit Retreat. Now in its sixth year, GayRomLit is an annual retreat that brings together the people who create and celebrate LGBT romance for a one-of-a-kind, must-attend gathering of dynamic, informal, and diverse fun.
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Copyright © Carol Lynne 2017. All Rights Reserved, Totally Entwined Group Limited, T/A Pride Publishing.
Lex Whitefeather hung up the phone with a smile on his face and went to find Shorty, his foreman on the Lazy River ranch. He left his office and headed to the barn. He found Shorty fixing the leather on a bridle.
“Hey, I just got off the phone with Sam. He asked if he could bring his college roommate home to work for the summer. I told him it would be all right but I needed to run it by you to make sure we had enough work to keep him busy. It seems the kid doesn’t have any family to go home to. Sam thinks his roommate could benefit from time on the ranch.”
Shorty glanced from Lex back to the bridle he was working on. “Sure, I can always use another strong back around here. Plenty of hay to put up and fences to mend. Are you going to let him stay in the house or would you like him to bunk with the rest of the cowboys?”
Lex rubbed his chin. “Sam would never forgive me if I kicked the kid out of the house. I mean, it’s not like there’s not enough room, for Christ’s sake.” Lex thought about the six-bedroom log and stone house that his ex-wife had insisted on building. Of course that was only a year before she’d left him and Sam.
Sam had never even gotten a chance to know her which, as it turned out, was probably a good thing. How a woman could abandon her only child eight months after giving birth, he’d never understand. Although theirs had never been a marriage of love, he’d done his best to give her whatever she’d wanted to make up for his own shortcomings, but it hadn’t been enough for her and she’d split.
Shorty interrupted Lex’s thoughts. “This kid have a name and when do you expect ’em?”
Lex smiled. Shorty was never one for small talk. He’d been foreman on the Lazy River for a long time. At sixty-eight and barely five-foot four, Shorty truly lived and breathed the Lazy River. “His name’s Nick Barker and they’ll leave right after finals on Friday.”
Shorty nodded and went back to work. Lex wandered over to the corral and whistled for his horse, Night Fever. The black quarter horse gelding came up to the fence and nibbled at Lex’s pocket. Lex laughed and rubbed the white star on his forehead. “What’re you looking for, Fever?” He pulled a couple of sugar cubes out of his pocket and held them out. “Well, I can see you’ve got my number. I guess I need to quit spoiling you.”
Lex let Fever go back to the shady spot under a cluster of trees and headed to his office in the main house. He walked in the front door, went to his study and poured a finger of Scotch before sitting in front of the big picture window. He’d built the house with that view in mind. He knew that with a wife like Terri he’d need a refuge and this was his. He looked around the room at the large, dark red leather sofa and armchair deep enough to comfortably hold a big man like himself. The Native American artifacts on the shelves and over the fireplace were a legacy from his grandfather, John Whitefeather. Lex had inherited the artifacts when his father passed away. The ornately carved desk had been his father’s. Lex put his feet up on the footstool and stared out at the setting sun, the pinks and purples casting their colors on the nearby mountains.
Lex thought of Sam. He’d been away at college for five years, only coming home for holiday breaks and summer vacations. He was working toward a law degree and seemed to be doing fine. Lord knew he had the brains for it. What Lex didn’t know was whether he had the drive. Sam had just seemed sort of lost the last couple of times he’d been home. Well, no reason to dwell on it, he’d be home in another week. Lex thought about his new houseguest. Sam had told him Nick was a year older and worked out a couple of times a week. He’d asked Lex if he still had the old set of free weights around somewhere because Sam thought Nick might enjoy working out in his spare time.
Lex finished his Scotch and went down to the basement. A slow smile worked its way across his face. The more he studied the basement the more he decided maybe a complete workout room would be nice to have. It had been a long time since he’d done something extravagant for himself and what better time than now? Lex walked back up the stairs to make a couple of calls.