Chapter 26
By mid-morning, David sat in the study wearing only his breeches holding a glass filled with brandy. The fire was warm, but he was cold all over. He took a sip of his drink, Jeremy’s words echoing through his soul. How on earth he could claim to love him, God alone knew. He poked around his feelings, shying away from sentimental nonsense, and was forced to admit Jeremy was important. Very important. For the first time in his life, he could see a different path for himself and it was, frankly, terrifying. All the rules he had imposed on himself were not just broken, they had been shattered beyond all recognition. It was as if the rules had simply been stolen from him by a man with violet eyes and hard welcoming arms. He wasn’t sure what that left him with. Where it left him.
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