"That's good. You might come in handy more than I thought," Joey chuckled, resting his head in his arms and staring up at the sun. He closed his eyes to its brightness, enjoying how the warmth tickled his wet skin. He thought about Jake and then shook himself. Don't think about him now, damn it. He'd be on full display to the younger Andrew, and he might get scared or feel awkward. "We can have it with some carrots and potatoes."

He rolled over and regarded Andrew with his good eye. The young man seemed to be trying not to stare. Joey wondered if he was into men, but didn't know how to ask without getting offensive. "Ya can look if you want," he said with a lop-sided grin. "We are both men here. I ain't got nothing you don't have." Except perhaps the various scars on his body and the tattoo on his back.