village landscape wasn’t so well sign-posted, but Google eventually brought us to where we needed to be.
I spotted the farmhouse first, a white, two-storey structure with old-fashioned paned windows fronted by an ancient-looking oak tree. It belonged to the uncle of TheBigSix’s friend, Milly. I should probably start using his real name, which was Adam, because it’d be a little weird to call him TheBigSix in regular conversation. We’d never met in person before, and I was excited to see him, especially since he’d come all the way down from Scotland.
Neil and I had shared, shall we say, an interesting drive. For a start, he’d clearly noticed my odd behaviour when he’d taken my bag. His knuckles had inadvertently grazed over my bare shoulder and collarbone, and I’d had the most disturbingly intense reaction to his touch. It sent a charged, deeply erotic stirring right through my stomach, and I’d needed a moment to gather myself.
I’d never had such a strong reaction to anyone before. This attraction to Neil hadn’t appeared right away. Instead, it had grown and expanded slowly over time into this uncontrollable organism that now lived and breathed inside of me.
Its only sustenance was Neil. Yep, kind of awkward.
I wasn’t sure how I was going to feed said orgasm—I mean organism!—without tipping Neil off that I was lusting after him.
The conversation about our past relationships had certainly been eye-opening. And when I’d asked if he’d consider being my future sperm donor, the blood vessel in his forehead had started to pump. I had no clue whether it meant he hated the idea so much it stressed him out, or if it meant he liked the idea so much it equally stressed him out.
Either way, sharing a tent with him tonight was going to be an experience.
Neil turned his car down the narrow dirt road that led to the farmhouse. All around us was farmland. In the distance, there was a view of the sea alongside a lighthouse, its stark white colour in contrast with the vibrant green of the grassy cliffs and the deep blue of the sea beyond them. It was an amazing spot. A place I never would’ve discovered without the friendships I made online.
There were several cars parked outside the farmhouse. Neil parked next to a silver SUV. Then, before I had the chance to do it myself, he was at my side, opening my door for me.
“Thanks,” I said, my eyes flicking up to meet his before both our attentions were drawn to the house. The front door flew open, and a tall, burly ginger appeared. TheBigSix, or Adam, certainly lived up to his online name. He was well over six feet tall and had one of those husky bear physiques. He wasn’t what I’d call fat, but he wasn’t thin either. He wore jeans and an open work shirt with a T-shirt underneath, and a giant smile spread across his face as our eyes met.
Before I could react, he strode forward, picked me up, and surrounded me in a tight hug. “You made it!” he exclaimed, his Scottish accent rumbling through me. “Look at the wee size of ye. I didnae know you’d be so tiny in person.”
I pushed him off, scowling playfully. “I’m not that small. You’re just a feckin’ giant.”
Adam gave a boisterous laugh. “Aye, true. It really is good to see you. I’m only sad Winona couldn’t make it.”
“Winona?”
“Yellowshoes. That’s her real name,” he explained.
I smacked my forehead. “Right. I forgot. Well, she was hardly going to fly all the way over just to spot a few UFOs. You know she’s not into all this stuff as much as we are.”
“At least her flight wouldn’t have been as long as my drive. It took me the guts of a day to get down here,” he said, and his attention finally fell on Neil. I glanced at my friend and found him staring at Adam as though he was trying to figure something out.
“And who’s this?” Adam asked.
“This is my friend, Neil. I think I’ve mentioned him to you a few times. Neil, this is Adam.”
Adam nodded as he stepped forward, holding his hand out to Neil in a friendly manner. A beat of silence fell before Neil took it, and they shook hands, both eyeing one another as though trying to get the other man’s measure. “It’s good to meet you, Neil.”
“And you,” Neil replied, his demeanour a little stiff.
Adam stepped back. “Well, come on inside and say hello