Chapter 72

Morgan’s breath caught for the briefest moment as he watched Evan walk across the grass. A full moon hung in the sky just above the tower, creating an alluring picture of the sorcerer and his circular stone fortress. Morgan watched breathlessly as the light of the moon caught the silver of Evan’s hair.

“Not quite?” Morgan asked as Evan came to stand before him.

Morgan resisted the temptation to kiss his lover. This was one story he really wanted to hear. That was when the thought hit him: something was not quite right about Evan. There was much more to the man and his story than he had told.

“The tower is mine, Morgan.” Evan ran his hands slowly over Morgan’s arms.

“You’re more than you seem. What else about you do I need to know?”

Evan motioned to the ground, and Morgan sat down.

“I’m listening.”