Date: Mon, 12 Sep 2016 05:37:11 -0500
From: Kody Boye <boyekody@gmail.com>
Subject: His Touch of Ice - Part 29

DISCLAIMER:

This is a work of fiction, and contains scenes of graphic violence and
explicit male/male sex. If you are not of the legal age to read this, or
are uncomfortable with this sort of content, please turn back now.

HIS TOUCH OF ICE (The Ice Men, Book 1) is copyright © Kody Boye. All
Rights are reserved.

______________________________________________________________________________

We found the safest place possible after fleeing the property and crossing
a dirt road.

From our place in a secluded thicket, we could see the beginnings of a
rocky scar of land that extended into the foreseeable distance until its
geography became too indistinguishable. Before that lay the bare-boned
skeleton of a building whose time had come and gone. Masonry littered the
ground alongside a road that might once have been used for construction
purposes before the project had been abandoned. What remained of the
early-morning moonlight flickered across a pool of water that had
accumulated amidst it all.

"You think we'll have to worry about that?" I asked.

Guy's tired eyes inclined in the direction I was inquiring over. "No," he
said. "It looks dead. I doubt there'll be people there."

"I'm not just asking about people."

His eyes fell on me. They looked tired—which wasn't surprising,
considering what we'd been through—but in their depths existed an unease
I'd never seen from him.

"Guy?" I asked, unsure if he heard my question or if he'd even processed
it.

"Nothing's going to bother us," he said. "Don't worry about it."

"How can I—"

A third gaze silenced me.

Something about the way he looked—from his eyes, to his pale expression,
down to the purse in his lips—made me realize that arguing would get me
nowhere.

"I'm a light sleeper," he said, as if to remedy his action. "If that makes
you feel any better."

"You think the farmer will call the cops?"

"`Course he will. We ran his bull into the fence and most likely stirred up
the whole herd. But don't worry—we'll be fine. We're far enough away to
where I doubt they'll come looking, let alone find us."

"You're sure?"

Guy nodded.

I shook my head and patted the space beside me. "Come on."

After crawling over, he settled down beside me, stretched out with one arm
under his head and the other across my side, and spooned me against his
body.

"We'll leave in a few hours," he whispered. "I'm tired of acting like
vagrants. I'd much rather act like hitchhikers instead."

I nodded.

The morning's light had just begun.
____________________________________________________________________________
If you enjoyed this installment of HIS TOUCH OF ICE, consider emailing the
author with your thoughts or donating to him via Paypal at
boyekody@gmail.com. You can also download the novel for free on Smashwords,
Amazon Kindle, or any other major eBook retailer, or buy the Audible
version online via Amazon.com. You can visit the author online at
www.kodyboye.com.