Red Dirt Heart 2 (Red Dirt, #2)

by N.R. Walker

“I don’t want to disappoint you. It’s like a pressure, and it’s not from you. It’s from me. I know that. Because I don’t want to let you down or make you regret your decision to stay.” “Oh, Charlie,” he whispered.

“Do you know what the odds are that I would ever find someone? I live and work in the middle of the desert, and he gets on a plane from the other side of the planet and arrives at my doorstep.” I took a shaky breath. “The most perfect guy, and for some reason I will never understand, he chose me. I’ll tell you what the odds are.” I raised my pointer finger. “One. One chance in a lifetime. That’s all I get.”

“And it’s not that it’s just because I ‘came out’,” I said, using air quotes. “I think it’s because I’m not ashamed. I always figured if the local farming community knew I was gay, it’d be something to apologise for.” I shook my head and suddenly found the steering wheel interesting, looking at it instead of him. “But I’m kinda proud of who you let me be.”

It was a baby wombat. Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

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