Small time town with big time drama.
Alec stared out the wide expanse of glass, enjoying the twinkling lights of the city spread before him. He’d always enjoyed stargazing since he could remember. At home, the manmade illumination was few and far between and he loved to camp in the more remote areas. Sprawled under the western sky he could enjoy the elements of nature with no interference. But what lay in front of him was remarkable too.
The multilane interstate highways reached intersections of motion and color that reminded Alec of arteries and veins which joined and meshed together before shooting into the cardinal directions, plus a few more.
“Cool isn’t it? I always try to get this room. The sunsets are phenomenal.”
Alec peered over his shoulder at his date and grinned. “This whole day has been mind-blowing but we’re too late for the sunset.”
“How about a glass of wine? We could cuddle on the couch and enjoy the fireplace?”
A ripple of attraction washed over him as he considered the proposal. But the thought of Pete’s touch had his body aroused. A second later his fantasy occurred, and Pete wrapped his masculine arms around Alec. The contact had him responding like a randy teenager. Pete traced his hand along the top of Alec’s jean. His breath came in gasps as Pete eased out Alec’s shirt and slipped across his now burning skin. They continued for several minutes with Alec’s ardor building.
Pete lifted his hands free with a tender kiss just under Alec’s earlobe. He whispered, “We’ve got all night. Let’s slow down a little.”
He nodded in agreement, letting Pete seat him on the couch. Once Alec settled into place, he turned to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of white wine and set it beside a platter of cheeses. Alec considered the varieties for a minute before trying one. The smooth buttery flavor spread through his taste buds. Alec liked food but realized almost his tastes were simpler than Pete.
He made a second selection and this time the cheese had a deeper taste. “That one’s good. Stronger, but still tasty. I’ve never had this many types,” Alec said.
“What kinds do you have?”
Alec had to chuckle. “Most of the cheese I eat comes in individually wrapped slices.”
This time it was Pete’s turn to laugh. “I loved that stuff when I was a kid. Grilled cheese sandwiches were my favorite lunch. It melts like nothing else.”
Alec blushed, feeling backwoods in his lack of sophistication. He stammered, afraid he’d shared too much of his rural living. The quiet stretched out with Alec trying to decide how to save the date. The silence thickened but as Alec moved to leave, Pete sat beside him, chose a chunk of white cheese and fed it to Alec.
Alec froze as the flavor filled his mouth. The almost sour tang was unique. He turned to Pete and cocked his eyebrows. Pete chuckled and fed him another bite. “It’s feta cheese. It’s made from sheep’s milk. But regardless, I love the stuff.” He held the platter out to Alec until he gathered up samples of everything. Then Pete focused on the video selection, found a comedy and curled against Alec.
It wrapped them in laughter before they had made it past the first scene.
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