Chapter 43

On Sunday, Mark came to collect Francis from Padraig and Kaos’s house. It felt weird, especially with Mark being in his uniform and arriving in a cruiser. What worried Francis was the way Mark was cagey and wouldn’t kiss him in greeting because Kaos was out with Hestia.

It seemed like Mark’s cautiousness had come back in full force since Valentine’s night.

And boy what a night had that been. For a few short hours, Francis had managed to bring Mark out of his shell of self-imposed alienation, mistrust, and misery.

The difference between Mark in his cruiser and Mark in bed with Francis was like night and day. Then again, Francis could hardly blame him for being professional.

“Do they know I’m coming with you?” Francis asked after they had driven in silence for a while.

Mark cleared his throat. “They’re waiting for me, but Pearl probably told them I was bringing a nurse over, so technically yes?”