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Darling James

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"Companion to Greater Love Hath No Man

J. Tanner was a valued member of National Security 3, an obscure branch of MI5, an expert in undercover work, excellent at many languages, and in love with his superior, James Trevalyan and his voice of crushed velvet. For years he hid his love, certain James could not, would not return it.

And yet, once his latest dangerous mission as a dense associate to Callisto Malossini, one of the chief principals of the London underworld, was done and he was back in the safety of NS3, he found himself helping James unravel the mystery of his sister Pamela's disappearance and even going after James when he vanished to the States and spending a wild night of passion with him.

Then James vanished again. Would he return? If so, would Tanner let himself believe that James really cared after so many years of certainty that no man would care for him?"

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Prologue 25 July 1944 Dear Jez, Today is your fourth birthday, my precious little boy, and if your grandma and granddad were still with us, we’d have cake and presents and games. Sadly, our cousin doesn’t believe in celebrating the occasion. This is my fault, I’m afraid, since your father and I never married. I want to tell you about him, because if anything should happen to me, I know Agatha will say nothing except vile things about him. It was wartime—it still is, and how sad that this is all you’ve known your entire life. We all did things we mightn’t normally, but I don’t regret the time I spent with your father, because it gave me you. In October of 1939, I was working in a little hotel in The Shambles when he walked through the door. He was a nice man, sweetheart, although he was so sad. You don’t look like him—your hair is darker than his, although until just recently you were quite blond—but you have his lovely brown eyes. I wish I had a picture to show you, but all I can tell you is his name—Ivor Rivers. I always loved the name Jeremy, that’s how you came to be Jeremy Ivor Tanner. Ivor had returned to London by the time I discovered I was expecting you. Agatha had taken me in, because your granddad and her mother were brother and sister. I’ve tried to shield you from her harsh beliefs as much as I can, but I’m afraid you’ll discover this as you grow older. What I hope you’ll do is let her words wash over you. Give her respect, because she’s your elder and family, but keep your heart and your mind open and find your own beliefs. I’ll keep this short in hopes to add more to it, and conceal it under the insole of your little shoe. I love you, my sweet Jez. You’ve made these past four years bearable. Happy birthday. Xxxx Love, Mummy She never did add to that brief letter. A short time afterward I found her at the bottom of the stairs, blood pooling under her head. That was when I learned not to cry—it didn’t do any good. A couple of big men came and took Mum away. That was also when I learned praying did even less good. I never saw her again. At church a few days later, in a pew that gave me an unobstructed view of the big wooden box in front of the altar, I kept shifting from one foot to the other. Something in my shoe made it very uncomfortable. Cousin Agatha grabbed my hand and squeezed so tight she hurt my fingers. “Stand still,” she hissed at me. When we returned to the third floor flat Mum and I shared with her, I went to what was now my room—so tiny it could barely hold Mum’s bed and my cot—and removed my shoe. That was when I found the letter. I couldn’t read script, but I recognised my name and Mummy. The last thing I would do was show it to the Old Bat, so I hid the letter. It was a good thing, because the next day she came into my room. “Give me those shoes. You’ve outgrown them, and I won’t have you shame me by fidgeting in church.” I handed her the shoes. Eleven years later, when she threw me out, she was pleased that I took with me the Bible Mum had said belonged to Grandma. Little did the Old Bat know that was where I’d hidden Mum’s letter.

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