Joey bent to touch his toes then straightened again to look at Nate with a grin. "Your turn."
"So you can watch my ass?" Nate replied.
"Well you just watched mine."
"Supposition."
"True enough. You ready?" Joey pointed to the trail ahead of them.
This was their first date for lack of a better description. Since neither of them was out except to their families, and in Nate's case a very few close friends, they’d come to the mutual decision that seeing each other should be done in such a way that no one would question it. Going running was a logical choice.
"Ready." Nate took off with Joey just behind him for a moment before he drew up beside him.
"Cheater," Joey grumbled.
"You're in good shape, I'm not so much. I need every advantage I can get."
"You're younger than me, that gives you an edge right there."
"Only a year younger and you're a cop, I'm a desk jockey," Nate protested with a laugh.
Joey picked up the pace a bit just to be ornery. They made it half a mile up the slope beside the riding trail before Nate stopped, bending over hands on his knees, panting.
"You okay," Joey asked, slightly worried.
Nate stood up again, grinned, and took off at a fast pace.
"You are so dead," Joey called after him.
"First you have to catch me," Nate shouted over his shoulder.
Joey didn't waste any breath on talking as he went after Nate. Seeing a soft patch of grass just ahead he sped up and tackled Nate just as he reached it. They landed in a tangle of arms and legs, their laughter echoing through the trees.
Joey recovered first. He looked down at Nate, who was half under him, with a smile. "I win."
"Like hell."
"No," Joey smiled. "I win because I captured you."
"So now I'm your prisoner."
"Uh huh."
"And your wish is my command." Nate looked up into Joey's startling blue eyes and said softly, "I can live with that."
"I can too," Joey whispered while he traced his finger over Nate's lips. Then he kissed him.
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