Chapter 13
1891, Cambridge
Leander’s room was hot and stuffy. The smell of s*x hung heavily in the air. He had been asleep when Raphael showed up at his door, a bit drunk after a night with his new crowd. What Raphael had intended to be a sincere apology for all the pain and hurt he had recently caused him turned into a passionate encounter between the two men. It wasn’t the first time Raphael turned up at his door late in the night. Raphael was not completely to blame; Leander acquiesced and willingly engaged with him.
Their desires satisfied, he ruptured the silence. “Raphael, if you truly don’t want to continue on like this, you must stop showing up at my room at all hours of the night.”
“Oh, Lee, why can’t we continue on like this? Get together when one or the other needs to.”
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