Thirty-three-year-old gay farmer Vladimir Wozniak IV lives for his crops and the hard work that makes them profitable every year. Five miles up the road, former rodeo bull rider and rancher Thomas Sullivan is just as committed to his corn-fed beef. Once best friends until VJ kissed Tommy during freshman year in college, they stopped speaking when Tommy rejected VJ. Ten years later, after the country doctor who helped bring them into the world dies and his will names them as co-owners of property, they decide to check out their inheritance together to see which one wants to buy out the other. As they travel down memory lane through the Doc’s correspondence and visit familiar sites on the land, can they work their way back to friendship ... and possibly beyond?

The Thaw

“That’d be a real shame because it’s a nice butt. Just the kind I like to run my hands over before having sex,” he drawled with a leer.


Now it wasn’t only my butt that was on fire. My face, and especially my ears, were, too. I noticed he looked surprised and appalled like he was mortified to have let that last part slip. Ha! His little joke had backfired.


Then I noticed my dick instead of being repulsed had responded to what he’d said. Damn, I was in a world of trouble if he caught on to the fact that I wouldn’t mind him giving me a sensual butt rub. Then I’d be really screwed. I’d been running from my physical reaction to him for a lifetime. Wasn’t it about time I was honest with myself? My dad wasn’t around to beat me or put me down. If I was going to be boss of the Lazy S, wasn’t it about time I acted as strong in my personal life as I did in my public one?


Chapter 22