Chapter 41: Well done.

Kit inhaled the smell of steaks, and his stomach rumbled.

Caught for the third time.

"Howdy," Gunner said to the grill. "Ya know ya have the habit of starin' at me when I've got my back turned. Are ya checkin' out my ass?"

"No."

"Liar." Gunner turned in time to see Kit blush, and he couldn't help but chuckle. How did Gunner do that? This southern caretaker equally made him awkward and made him laugh.

"How do you want yer meat, ...