Chapter: 53.
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"Alexander," Matthew rasped, a shudder rocked the defenseless man as he stared into those steel of blues.
"Y-Yes," he managed his own reply.
"Combien de temps continuerais-tu à me tourmenter, Alexandre?"
"I don't understand you when you talk like that..." Alexander replied, his breath caught in his throat when he thought he saw wetness dancing in the depths of steel blues.
Slowly, Matthew extended his hand, palm up, long fingers inviting him. Alexander slid his own over his and allowed him to lead him off down the hall to the guest bedroom.
Again, Alexander wondered how he seemed to know his way around the house as if he lived there with them. Maybe he had bugged the house when they weren't around, knowing him, it does seem like something a person like Matthew wo
