Ryan kept his eyes ahead, but his attention had long since drifted away from the hunt.
The forest stretched endlessly around them, sunlight slipping through the thick canopy and falling across the narrow trail while their horses moved at a steady pace.
Somewhere farther ahead, another hunting party shouted after spotting something in the undergrowth, and the sound of galloping hooves soon followed, but Ryan barely paid attention.
His thoughts had somehow wandered back to the camp and, more specifically, to the person he had left sitting beneath the canopy.
He had known for some time that something about his feelings toward Eric had changed.
At first, he had simply assumed it was because they were married and living beneath the same roof. It was natural to become accustomed to someone's presence after seeing them every day.
