Chapter 17
They settled into an uneasy truce. Jeremy stayed in the house, tried not to look over his shoulder every moment, and he and David continued to lose themselves in each other every night. Jeremy wondered if they would tire of each other, but it just got worse. The desire between them was like a conflagration consuming them until Jeremy couldn’t imagine a life that didn’t have David in it. David disappeared every day, seemingly working hard at whatever it was he did, and there was no further mention of his brother. Jeremy spent most of his days with Mrs. Crawford sewing and designing gowns. He’d begun a series of designs for the theatre. He’d no intention of showing them, they weren’t good enough for that, but simply having the space and time to do it was wonderful. He and Mrs. Cr
