Chance
It’s the fall festival in town. It’s a huge deal, just like homecoming. The whole town is here at the local pumpkin patch. There are a ton of pumpkins, hayrides, and vendors selling homemade foods and crafts. There’s also a corn maze and a pumpkin-decorating contest.
I’m not gonna lie, this is kind of my heaven.
I fucking love fall and all things fall-related. But I came here alone. I left Noah’s house in my own truck to drive here, and he left a few moments after me, arriving a little bit after I did.
I’d love to hold his hand and walk through the corn maze together. Grab a few pumpkins after riding on the trailer full of hay pulled by the tractor. But it can’t happen. Not today.
The entire town is here, including most of the school board members, the principal of the school, and the entire team.
When I showed up at Noah’s house last Saturday, bringing pastries, I nearly talked myself out of going in. I stood there for so damn long, contemplating how bad of an idea it was. But when I saw Noah’s face—saw how it lit up when he saw it was me—all my fears vanished.
God, I love that damn man.
And I know he loves me too.
So we can get through this. We can pick out pumpkins separately, but still together. Halloween is this week, and I can’t wait. We have the entire night planned, full of scary movies and snacks.
I’m greeted by several players as I walk around, and it hits me just how much this town has grown on me. Let’s face it, it could have been ugly when I moved here. They know I’m a Bear. They could have been hateful.
But as soon as Noah started trusting me, so did they. They follow his lead. And that’s something about natural leaders like Noah that I don’t think he even understands. His strength and confidence assures everyone around him.
Maybe someday, it will all be okay.
I’m starting to think that the town will eventually follow his lead. That all will be fine if we come out as a couple because I want that. And I know he’s starting to want that too.
I laugh as I watch some of the team ragging on their coach playing a beanbag toss game. He missed the first toss but nailed the next five. The kids are having a blast, that’s for sure.
Jackson steps up and flexes his bicep, telling everyone to watch how it’s done, but then he only gets two out of five. Noah chuckles and pats him on the back. “Yeah. I think I know what we’re working on at practice Monday.”
The kid groans, but he’s smiling big.
I try to play it cool when I’m around Noah, but I think it’s next to impossible not to look at him with the awe I feel. Although that’s how most of the town looks at him too, so I’m not particularly worried.
I duck out first after buying a few big pumpkins, a lot of little pumpkins, and an apple pie and drive out to Noah’s house.
I sit on the porch and wait, petting a couple of the kittens that come up to the porch. They’re pretty cute.
I laugh to myself when I think about gruff Noah Archer having these cute little kittens he clearly adores.
A big ole softy, that’s what he is.
Speaking of, he pulls up and climbs out of his truck. He looks damn good in tight jeans and a red-and-black hoodie. And his hair tousled by the wind from the day only adds to his attractiveness.
He grabs one pumpkin out of his truck. One.
And I just stare at him and then look at the haul of pumpkins I brought with me. I shake my head at him with a grin.
He laughs, carrying the pumpkin with him. He surprises the hell out of me when he grabs the collar of my hoodie and pulls me to him, laying a kiss on my lips. “Do we really need all these pumpkins?”
I grin against his mouth and then pull back to nod my head. “Of course. It’s Halloween. The best holiday there is.”
He chuckles and then unlocks his front door, letting me in. He carries one of my pumpkins with his own, and I grab two of the bigger ones I bought. We place them all on his kitchen table.
“I’m more of a Christmas man myself.”
“Is that so?” I ask, loving every insight to this big teddy bear of a man.
He nods, grabbing a carving kit from the pantry in his kitchen. It’s clearly brand-new, still in the package, and I think he bought it for today. I can’t help the big-ass smile on my face at the realization.
“Yup. Hot cocoa. Fire in the fireplace. Cookies. Presents. What’s not to love?”
I smile before spreading out the pumpkin-covered tablecloth he must have bought with the kit, then placing the pumpkins on top of it. We get to work carving them. His is very classic, while mine is downright ridiculous, but it’s a blast.
Everything with Noah is more fun.
Who knew?
When we’re finished, we place the pumpkins on his front porch steps with battery-operated candles inside them, so they light up just as the sun is about to go down in the sky.
I arrange the smaller pumpkins around the porch, and we stand back in the drive, admiring our hard work. “Looks good. I don’t remember the last time I decorated for Halloween.”
I mock-gasp. “That is tragic.” And he laughs, punching me in the shoulder before we go inside to make a quick pasta dinner. We don’t discuss how domestic this is, but I don’t think we need to.
After dinner, we curl up on the couch, and I find another old horror movie to play. But it’s not long before we’re ignoring the movie altogether, and our lips and hands are all over each other.
When we can barely take the teasing anymore, he slides into my body as I hold onto the couch while he takes me from behind.
I feel full in so many ways. Complete and so damn happy.
I’m also glad he’s thought to stash lube in the living room because we often don’t make it to the bedroom before our passion becomes too much.
I stroke my cock until I’m groaning with relief, and I feel him spraying my insides with his cum, crying out and gripping my hips so hard I know they’ll leave a sexy-as-hell bruise.
We clean up in the shower, him dropping to his knees and taking care of my dick when it responds to being near him naked. His body doesn’t rally as fast as mine, but it doesn’t stop him from moaning in pleasure as he swallows my cum and licks me clean before we both wash again and rinse off.
We dress in sweats and t-shirts and head to bed with his big arms wrapped around me.
Not being able to be a couple in public today was worth it for this moment right here. Listening to his soft breathing as he holds me tight.
Nothing else in the world matters right now.