Basil swallowed, hazarding to ask. What he was implying was preposterous, but he needed to know for certain whether or not it was what he was expecting.
“We?”
Henry nodded, “We.”
“But… what about the gardener?”
Dorian shook his head, “You know nothing…”
Basil flinched and Henry shoved Dorian, “Really Dorian? You’re as bad as your wife.”
“That’s why we’re great together.”
Liam snickered and Henry let out a long put upon sigh. While he agreed that Dorian and Irene were a match made, ordained, and blessed by the moon goddess, that didn’t mean he appreciated him stepping on Basil’s likely fragile ego. They’d all agreed that they would do their best to educate Basil as a favor to Adolph. The man had nearly lost his life several times over protecting them all and had lost over two decades
