About Memories of a Colorado Sky

by Sarah Black
45 pages / 20000 words
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Happy and successful Hawk has all he needs; a good job and a new lover, Griff, a home in Colorado. When his grandfather gets hurt and he has to return to the ranch where he was raised, Hawk finds he has some tough decisions to make, about the land, and about meeting up with his ex-lover, Ethan.

He and Ethan have to face their old demons so they can move on, and Hawk has to work hard to save the ranch, and save his relationship with Griff. Can he find a way to keep it all together?

Sample

Hawk pushed open the screen door and brought the platter of steaks in from the barbeque on the porch. “Hey, Griff, where’s that steak sauce?”

Griffin pointed toward the kitchen. He had the phone tucked against his ear with a shoulder and a big wooden bowl of salad in his hands. “I know Durango isn’t New York or San Francisco, Matt. You’ve got to give it more time. You’ll meet somebody. But you can’t be so judgmental about cowboys, not out here.” Griff’s honey brown eyes lifted and met Hawk’s. Hawk grinned when he saw the color rise in Griffin’s cheeks. “Cowboys, they’re something different. A little more dangerous than you and me.” He paused, then, “No, of course I’m not talking about him. Listen, I’ve got to go. Talk to you tomorrow?”

Hawk set the steaks on the table. “Yee Haw. That the new librarian?”

Griffin nodded. “I think he’s a little lonely. He wants happily ever after, and he wants it right now.”

“I think he wants to sink his teeth in your ass. Happily ever after, huh? No such thing,” Hawk said. He walked into the kitchen and washed his hands at the sink.

Griff followed him and stuck his hands under the stream of water, then dried them on the linen cup towel tucked into the waistband of his Levi’s. “I know you don’t believe in forever, Hawk.”

Hawk studied Griff’s face, then reached for the cup towel at his waist and tugged it free. “Happy today is good enough for me, Griff. I’m not a forever kind of guy. It’s dangerous to put all your eggs in one basket, you know what I’m saying?”

Griff nodded, his mouth set. Hawk grinned at him. He was so young, so beautiful and hopeful and young. Hawk ran his fingers back through Griff’s wavy brown hair. It was streaked with red and gold from spending so much time in the summer sun. His face was getting sun-kissed, too, and his nose was covered with freckles.

Griff gave him a quick, fierce hug around the waist. “Happy today is enough for me, too, Hawk.” He walked out of the kitchen, and Hawk stared after him. Oh, yeah. I can see how much you believe that in your face, kid.

Hawk sighed. He remembered very clearly being Griff’s age, twenty-six, though that was more than ten years ago now for him. He didn’t want Griff’s heart broken, didn’t want to watch his lover turn into a cynical, prickly, asshole…