“Yessir,” Hunter swallowed as Vernon’s thumb pressed against his bottom lip. xxx Vernon removed his cap and wiped his brow. In a way, Vernon was the type of man Hunter hoped he would become as he grew older. Vernon removed his cap and wiped his brow. Above him, his boss grunted like a bull. “She don’t seem like your type, anyway.”
Hunter was about to ask what he meant when Vernon took his chin between his thumb and forefinger. The faint scarring along the bottom of his pectorals hadn’t fully recovered after the surgery and usually felt weird to touch. Finding the strength to move, he wrapped his arms around the older man’s neck to pull him closer.
