Chapter 53

“You

are perfect,” Bryan said, letting the words out on a long exhale. They were

words he’d never said in his life, not aloud. He’d never imagined he had such

poetic thoughts in him. His cock stirred in need.

Phiz

flushed. “If you say so. I never thought—”

“I

say so,” Bryan interrupted, his voice steady but his tone sharper. “And that’s

that. Don’t question me.” Phiz gazed up at him, eyes wide, pupils dilated.

Bryan tried to remember the last time he spoke to anyone quite so peremptorily.

“I’m

sorry,” Phiz whispered, with what sounded like a touch of awe. “Sir.”

Sir. The word thrilled through

Bryan, startling and exciting him. Who’d have guessed it would? Was that what

all this was about? Phiz’s expression was almost ecstatic, in the way that

Bryan had seen on the ludicrous paintings of ancient martyrs in churches and

art galleries. Yet Phiz brought reality and beauty to it. His hands were

clenched by his sides now, his mouth slightly open. As Bryan watched, Phiz’s