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being a cowboy and a carpenter?” he asked.
    “It doesn’t take much to throw some water and a box of bread mix into a machine and press a button,” Flynn answered.
    Boone studied Flynn without his straw cowboy hat. Before when Flynn wasn’t wearing it, Boone had been more interesting in other things. For instance, a wonderful hair-covered chest and a massive cock pounding him into the mattress.
    Now he could see the man wasn’t hiding a receding hairline, that was for sure. He had thick, wavy, light-brown hair with a crease where the band of the hat had encircled his head. Throw in startling green eyes and a short beard, and with or without the hat, Flynn was a handsome man.
    “I still don’t understand why you’re both.” From what Boone had seen when he arrived, the place was huge. It didn’t make sense having two jobs when running the farm looked as if it would take up most of a person’s time. Boone had a sudden thought. Maybe Flynn was strapped for money?
    “This farm has been in my family for generations. My father was the one that decided to switch from milk cows to raising beef cows. That turned out to be a profitable decision,” Flynn explained. “I loved the farm but knew my older brother would take it over. So I did the next best thing for me. I learned the carpentry trade.”
    “You have an older brother?” In Boone’s mind, he could see an older version of Flynn.
    In a low, quiet voice, Flynn answered, “He died.” His green eyes held so much pain Boone bled for him.
    Boone reached over and put his hand on Flynn’s arm. “Shit. I’m sorry.”
    “Every year my parents and Flyntt flew down to Texas and attended a beef cattle convention. Five years ago, they were in a taxi on the way to their hotel when someone ran a red light and broadsided them.” Flynn flipped his hand over, and Boone laced their fingers together. “By the time my younger brother and I got down there, they were gone.”
    “I’m sorry,” Boone said, not knowing what else to say.
    “Yeah, me too.” Flynn took a deep breath before letting it out. “Anyway, that’s when I took over the farm. Now I only take on special carpentry jobs for certain people.”
    “I’d say Cade and Bret are special people, that’s for sure. So, you have a younger brother?” Boone couldn’t help but be curious about Flynn’s sibling.
    “Yes. Flyer is everything his name implies. He flies everything he can get his hands on and does anything where he can be around planes. He’s hard to pin down.” Flynn’s green eyes shined with love when he talked about his brother. “Right now he’s working in Chicago at O’Hare as an air traffic controller. Next week he could be flying someone into the wilds of Alaska. He does whatever suits him at the moment. Although, I think he’s in Chicago because of a certain someone.”
    “He sounds fun. I’d like to meet him sometime,” Boone said.
    Flynn’s laugh came deep from his belly. “You two together would be a sight to see. I’m not sure if I would need bail money or extra hospital insurance by the end of the day.”
    “Are you insinuating I’m a bit wild, Mr. Wakefield?” Boone batted his eyelashes at Flynn.
    “I love your wildness, pretty baby.” Flynn’s voice was low and deep.
    Flynn’s deep-green eyes seemed to suck him under a spell that consisted of thick waves of desire and longing. Boone knew the evening would end with Flynn’s arms around him and his cock deep in Boone’s ass. Part of him wanted to jump right into bed, but Boone also wanted to build something solid with the man.
    So instead of climbing into Flynn’s lap, although he planned on doing that shortly, he asked, “Did you buy any cows at the auction you were attending when we met?”
    “Actually I did. They should be arriving at the end of the week.” Flynn bit into a piece of bread with straight white teeth.
    “So you found something you liked?” Boone wanted to know more about Flynn’s life and