A Forbidden Rumspringa (Gay Amish Romance Book 1) by Keira Andrews Page B
Authors: Keira Andrews
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Bishop Yoder’s going to come to the movies.”
“I suppose not.” Isaac pushed up the sleeves of his sweatshirt and eyed the food resting on the dashboard and the seat between them. “I’m not sure where to start.”
David unwrapped his sandwich and took a huge bite. “Anywhere,” he mumbled.
Laughter bubbled up in Isaac’s chest, and before he knew what he was doing, he dragged his finger across David’s chin, swiping away the red sauce that dripped there. He brought his finger to his mouth and flicked his tongue out to taste. “Wow. That really is good.” He slowly sucked his finger clean, savoring the smoky-sweet flavor. Then he licked his lips.
Staring at Isaac, David swallowed his mouthful with an audible gulp . “Uh-huh.” He didn’t take another bite, and silence stretched out.
A loud noise made them both jump. The sound rolled in a rhythm, and Isaac stared at the radio. As more instruments joined in, up on the screen a yellow statue spelled out 20th Century Fox. Isaac and David smiled at each other, chuckling. Isaac picked up his hot dog and settled in, ignoring the voice in his head that screamed of these wicked, worldly deeds.
Two hours later, Isaac rubbed his eyes. His belly was full, and he felt as though he’d hardly blinked. The movie on Mervin’s Touch was one thing, but seeing explosions and practically naked women bigger than life on a huge screen was another.
“Did you like it?” David asked. Other cars were pulling away toward the exit across the field, but he didn’t turn the key.
“I don’t know. I…” Isaac exhaled. “That’s a lie. I did like it. It just seems like I shouldn’t! All those people dying, even if they were bad. But it was exciting to watch.” His fingers were sticky with butter and cheese, and he wiped them with a paper napkin, finishing off his Pepsi with a loud slurp.
“I liked it too.“ Eyes alight, David whispered, “Your secret’s safe with me.”
Isaac’s skin prickled, and he felt too warm. “I guess we should get back.”
With a sigh, David nodded and joined the line of cars inching toward the road. “Sorry—it takes a while to get out of here when it’s busy.”
“It’s okay,” Isaac said, finding that even though it was getting late, he really didn’t mind at all.
June’s farmhouse was dark when they drove up, but the light over the workshop faithfully turned on as David parked the truck near it. Isaac had no idea how it worked, but it was a handy thing, this motion detector. Lanterns do just fine. Don’t go getting carried away after one night in the world .
Inside, Isaac changed back into his clothes with his gaze resolutely on the floor. After a deep breath, he pulled down the zipper on his borrowed jeans himself. He hopped back into his pants, buttoning the flap over his fly with fast fingers. He didn’t bother with the three hooks at the top of his shirt, and shrugged on his jacket over it. He could see David moving in the corner of his eye, but didn’t dare look until he was sure David was dressed.
“Oh, before I forget…” David said, his voice muffled.
Isaac turned to find David bent over and peering into the little refrigerator. His black pants stretched tightly over his backside, and Isaac willed himself to look away as a deep ache set his cock and balls tingling. It must have been an after effect of the movie, or perhaps the huge amount of Pepsi he’d drunk. He just had to relieve himself, that was all.
David pulled out a clear bag holding whole fish. He wrapped them in a cloth before dropping them in a black sack and handing it to Isaac. “For your mother. I’ll tell mine they weren’t biting tonight.”
Isaac took the sack, his fingers brushing David’s. He steadied his breath. “I need…is there an outhouse here?”
“There’s a bathroom in there.” David pointed to a door at the rear of the workshop. “But you can go outside if you’d rather.”
“I’d better. I think I’ve done
“I suppose not.” Isaac pushed up the sleeves of his sweatshirt and eyed the food resting on the dashboard and the seat between them. “I’m not sure where to start.”
David unwrapped his sandwich and took a huge bite. “Anywhere,” he mumbled.
Laughter bubbled up in Isaac’s chest, and before he knew what he was doing, he dragged his finger across David’s chin, swiping away the red sauce that dripped there. He brought his finger to his mouth and flicked his tongue out to taste. “Wow. That really is good.” He slowly sucked his finger clean, savoring the smoky-sweet flavor. Then he licked his lips.
Staring at Isaac, David swallowed his mouthful with an audible gulp . “Uh-huh.” He didn’t take another bite, and silence stretched out.
A loud noise made them both jump. The sound rolled in a rhythm, and Isaac stared at the radio. As more instruments joined in, up on the screen a yellow statue spelled out 20th Century Fox. Isaac and David smiled at each other, chuckling. Isaac picked up his hot dog and settled in, ignoring the voice in his head that screamed of these wicked, worldly deeds.
Two hours later, Isaac rubbed his eyes. His belly was full, and he felt as though he’d hardly blinked. The movie on Mervin’s Touch was one thing, but seeing explosions and practically naked women bigger than life on a huge screen was another.
“Did you like it?” David asked. Other cars were pulling away toward the exit across the field, but he didn’t turn the key.
“I don’t know. I…” Isaac exhaled. “That’s a lie. I did like it. It just seems like I shouldn’t! All those people dying, even if they were bad. But it was exciting to watch.” His fingers were sticky with butter and cheese, and he wiped them with a paper napkin, finishing off his Pepsi with a loud slurp.
“I liked it too.“ Eyes alight, David whispered, “Your secret’s safe with me.”
Isaac’s skin prickled, and he felt too warm. “I guess we should get back.”
With a sigh, David nodded and joined the line of cars inching toward the road. “Sorry—it takes a while to get out of here when it’s busy.”
“It’s okay,” Isaac said, finding that even though it was getting late, he really didn’t mind at all.
June’s farmhouse was dark when they drove up, but the light over the workshop faithfully turned on as David parked the truck near it. Isaac had no idea how it worked, but it was a handy thing, this motion detector. Lanterns do just fine. Don’t go getting carried away after one night in the world .
Inside, Isaac changed back into his clothes with his gaze resolutely on the floor. After a deep breath, he pulled down the zipper on his borrowed jeans himself. He hopped back into his pants, buttoning the flap over his fly with fast fingers. He didn’t bother with the three hooks at the top of his shirt, and shrugged on his jacket over it. He could see David moving in the corner of his eye, but didn’t dare look until he was sure David was dressed.
“Oh, before I forget…” David said, his voice muffled.
Isaac turned to find David bent over and peering into the little refrigerator. His black pants stretched tightly over his backside, and Isaac willed himself to look away as a deep ache set his cock and balls tingling. It must have been an after effect of the movie, or perhaps the huge amount of Pepsi he’d drunk. He just had to relieve himself, that was all.
David pulled out a clear bag holding whole fish. He wrapped them in a cloth before dropping them in a black sack and handing it to Isaac. “For your mother. I’ll tell mine they weren’t biting tonight.”
Isaac took the sack, his fingers brushing David’s. He steadied his breath. “I need…is there an outhouse here?”
“There’s a bathroom in there.” David pointed to a door at the rear of the workshop. “But you can go outside if you’d rather.”
“I’d better. I think I’ve done
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