For a second,Brance’s finger tightened on the trigger.But the rabbit was gone,and he didn’t want the men in the woods to hear a gunshot and decide to investigate.With a conscious effort to relax,Brance released the trigger,then uncocked the revolver.Sitting up,Caleb pushed past him to glance out into the empty clearing.“What did you see?”
“Breakfast,”Brance answered.He gave Caleb a playful shove back into the depths of the tent before he began to dress.“Might still catch it,too,if you’d get off me already.”
Caleb’s arms snaked around Brance’s waist,holding him down.“Get you off again,you mean.”He licked a tender spot behind Brance’s ear,then caught his earlobe between his teeth in a kittenish nip.“Food is my job.Let me make you breakfast in bed,what do you say?”
Brance had no complaints.
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