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him to find that he could still cry, and happy tears at that. “Come on, let’s get some rest,” Logan said gruffly, glad to have shared the moment with the boy.
     
    Doc Riggs said goodnight and left, heading home to her warm bed. Kaden waited at the entrance of the barn for Logan. Logan followed not long after and smiled tiredly. “You did good, kid. Thank you for your help tonight.”
     
    “I didn’t do anything,” Kaden protested, his eyes wide with surprise that the man would think he did anything.
     
    “Of course you did. You were my moral support. And you helped Golden Star, which I’m sure she’s grateful for and would tell you if she could,” Logan pointed out, gazing down at the boy in the moonlight. He wanted to reach out and touch the soft skin of his cheek, to brush that annoying lock of hair that always clung to his face back, and to lean down and ravish those upturned, inviting lips. That thought brought him to an abrupt, horrified halt. What the hell was he thinking? Kissing another man?
     
    Kaden gazed up at Logan, unaware of the turmoil behind the man’s eyes. “I just felt the need to help her. To lessen her pain in any way I could,” he explained in discomfort, moving away from the man, feeling intimidated again.
     
    Lust and desire spread even faster through Logan, and he swallowed hard, shifting as his pants became a little tighter. Thank God for his date on Friday! Maybe he could release a little frustration then. That’s all it was, he tried to convince himself. He just hadn’t gotten laid in a while, and the boy did look a little feminine. That’s it. With a brisk mental nod, he smiled broadly at Kaden. “Well, you did help. A lot. What song were you singing?”
     
    Memories of his mother caused his features to soften as Kaden thought of those moments with her. “It was a song my mother used to sing to me as a child when she would put me to bed. It’s called ‘All Through the Night’.”
     
    They had reached the front porch by then, and Logan motioned for him to sit on the swing. Kaden hesitated, not sure if he should trust his instincts, screaming at him to run, or his heart, screaming at him to stay. For once, he gave in to his heart and perched uneasily on the edge of the swing, ready to leap up at a moment’s notice. Logan casually settled onto the seat beside him, his palms sweating. He rubbed them against his thighs, drying them on his jeans. “Will you sing it for me?” Logan requested in a low tone.
     
    “Oh… no… I… I couldn’t,” Kaden protested, shaking his head furiously.
     
    “Please?” the larger man urged. “I’d like to hear the song you sang to Golden Star.”
     
    He tried to get out of it but Logan wouldn’t allow him, and finally he gave into the cowboy’s wishes and, in a hushed voice, began to sing the song he’d crooned into Golden Star’s ear as she lay in pain. The words were laden with affection, deep with love. They pulled him away from the pain and the uncertainty. On the last, his voice held such sweet emotion that he flushed.
     
    As his voice faded away, he felt Logan’s eyes on him, and he was grateful for the darkness that surrounded them because his face felt like it was on fire. He knew his cheeks had to be as bright as a tomato. “That was beautiful,” the larger man breathed out, causing Kaden to shift in discomfort.
     
    “Uh… we should really get some sleep since we have to be up in three hours.” He stood and made his way to the front door, pulling the screen door open only to stop when Logan called his name. He kept his back to Logan with his hand on the doorknob.
     
    “I just want you to know that even though you’ve only known me for a couple of days, if you ever need anything, all you need to do is ask,” the cowboy stated, his voice low and melodious.
     
    Kaden felt his heart twinge, and his breathing grew shallow. No one had cared about him in a long time, and to hear those words made him even