Author Xavier Axelson

Excerpt From DUTCH'S BOY!

Blake’seyes were deep gray, like river rock cold and appraising.  This was a manwho had seen a lot and wasn’t afraid to take advantage if only for his ownsurvival.

“You bring a gun with you, Harry?”

Harry drained his beer before responding, he had been trying not to lookdirectly at Blake, but that familiar twinge between his legs was making itharder to look away.  Blake was not a bad looking guy; his eyes sparkledwhen he smiled, not unlike a snake Harry thought suddenly.  Blake’s skinwas tanned, weathered, he had worked long and hard in the sun Harry guessed,and when Blake smiled, which was often,  Harry noticed the lines thatformed by his gray eyes and the corners of his mouth.  Harry thought ofReb and the dream then, this wasn’t Reb but Harry wasn’t sure he would ever seeReb again and he was alone.

 “You alright, Harry?”  

“Yeah fine, why?”

“Cuz I asked you if you brought a gun with you and you’re just staring at melike you’re mute or something.”  Blake scratched his stubbly cheek andtook a final swig of his beer, those gray eyes still searching Harry.

“Yeah, um, yeah I brought something with me, they took it though, guess I ain’tas clever as you.” Harry nodded towards Blake’s waist.

Blake looked down to wear his gun was secured.  “You wanna see it?”