Chapter 13: A Fine Mess
“What did you do to your brother?” Edward asked. “He barely spoke at dinner. I felt as if I had to do all the talking. For both of you. What the hell’s going on?”
The small bed in the guest room was uncomfortable for one person, but for a couple it was downright misery. At times, one or the other had to gain purchase by planting a foot on the floor in order to turn this way or that without getting tangled up in the covers or knocking his mate out of bed.
Leslie took more than a moment to respond. He realized he’d made a mistake earlier asking Robert to marry them and he didn’t want to go through another argument with Edward. Leslie knew deep down in his heart his beloved would be on Robert’s side. “Oh, you know how Robert worries. Most likely he had an ill parish
