“I wanted to let him know how much I appreciated his costumes,” the man replied with an arch smile.
“As I said…” Damien began when Radclyffe stepped in, telling the man he was not welcome in his house and should leave, immediately.
With a smirk and an ironic bow, the man retreated.
“Sorry about that.” Radclyffe sighed. “He’s an old business adversary. Why he showed up is anyone’s guess.”
“Free food and entertainment,” Felicia said scathingly, startling Lyle as he hadn’t known she was there.
“That would be just like him. Thank you, Damien, for stepping in.”
Damien chuckled. “I consider myself Lyle’s protector. Not that he needs one, but…” He shrugged.
“I disagree.” Radclyffe put his hand on Lyle’s shoulder. “Felicia told me someone’s been stalking you.”
“Unfortunately, but I’m deali
