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minute?”
    “She’s here.” Garrett touched thin air as he seemingly pulled something through his forefinger and thumb. All the while, in his mind, he plucked hay from Darcy’s hair.
    “I see.”
    “You think I’m crazy.”
    “Nope. I saw her last night. She’s made an appearance several times this past month. Sam didn’t want me to tell you.”
    “Why not?”
    “Well, for starters, this thing you have with Darcy’s ghost seems to be sacred, or so you like to think. We didn’t want to impose.”
    “You didn’t think I’d believe you?”
    Sam came up from behind them and tossed a bucket to the sawdust-covered ground. “No, we didn’t want to patronize you or provoke Darcy, if you want to know the truth. We decided not to mention it.” He glared at Logan. “You’re just like a damn woman.
    You can’t keep your mouth shut.”
    Logan jumped off the four-wheeler he’d been perched on since entering the barn. “Whelp, since Sam is back, I’m going to disappear 38
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    and go toss together some dinner. We’re having company, you know.”
    Darcy hopped down and followed him. Immediately, he swiped the back of his neck. He quickly turned around and Garrett laughed.
    “She’s behind me?”
    “Yeah, she is.”
    “Tell her I said her man has a tight little ass and I can’t wait to fuck it again.” Logan’s gaze immediately turned to search Sam’s eyes.
    Sam kicked at the sawdust and a few pebbles scattered. “So how’d you get Logan out here? He claims he’s allergic to horses.”
    “Promised sexual favors,” he replied.
    “Hmm…what kind did he get?” The package in Sam’s pants threatened to pop a seam or two right there.
    “Honestly, I didn’t get around to it. I planned on rewarding him with one hell of a blow job though.”
    “Nice offer.” He gritted his teeth and then stared back at Logan.
    “Can it wait?”
    He popped him a kiss on the cheek and then blew one Garrett’s way before he headed to the house. “We have friends coming in a few hours. I need some help at the house when you strong boys finish here.”
    “I don’t think it’s gonna take too much longer, is it, Garrett?” He stalked forward and slanted his lips over Garrett’s before he gave an estimation of the time they planned to pass. Breaking the kiss, he called out to Logan. “Don’t count on us for kitchen duty anytime soon. I have a few new recipes I need to try out right here.”
    Hearing only a grunt in response, the two men returned their focus to one another. Teeth nipped playfully at lips, mouths opened and sparred for control. Tongues tapped and lapped, suckling one another into one scrumptious kiss after another. All the while, dicks twitched behind zippers. “Blow job, huh?”

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    Garrett pushed away, glared into his telling eyes and then yanked him back hard, wrapping his arm around his neck as he kissed him with more fervor than he’d ever known in a simple kiss. Darcy cheered from the distance.
    Breaking the kiss, Garrett looked down the long barn and growled in her direction.
    “Ignore her. She’s dead, Garrett. I swear to you, she’s gone. I’m right here. I’ve always been right here.” Sam’s lips claimed Garrett’s once more. He kissed him harder this time as Garrett’s fingers quickly unzipped his own pants, and then he carefully unhooked Sam’s belt.
    Desperation drove him as Sam dropped to his knees and took Garrett’s cock in a slow and talented sweep. Sam rocked with him as Garrett eased himself into his hot mouth. Garrett remained somewhat shocked Sam offered to suck his cock. Pleased and surprised Sam wanted to give him a blow job, one he’d remember no doubt, Garrett vowed he’d forever store it in his mind as one precious memory.
    “That’s it, Sam. Oh yeah.” Garrett held onto his ears and fucked his sexy mouth until he heard his own ragged breath expiring with the afternoon. “Dear God, what got into you?”
    “Only you.” He