Hale Farms
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Derek shakes his head but Stiles can see the grin at the corner of his mouth as he bends at the knees and scoops up two of the heavy boxes easily as Stiles sets his own relatively light box in the truck. “I’m not as confrontational as Cora,” he says after a moment, “and if you ask Laura, I’m not nearly as much fun as she is. But … I hope it’s not too bad for you this year—with me. Without them.”
Stiles watches the flex of his biceps as he lowers the boxes carefully into the bed of the truck, takes in the smear of dirt that’s left behind on his forehead when he reaches up and brushes his hair back, an action that’s so familiar to him from watching Derek play basketball in his driveway as a teenager on a person now so unknown. He leans against the tailgate, metal sunwarm against his thin t-shirt, and grins. “I never liked your sisters much, anyway,” he says, and tries not to let his heart beat too wildly when he catches the soft smile Derek aims at the ground as he turns to get more boxes.
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- Part 1 of Hale Farms