When he reached the corner of the house, he turned sharply and there stood Tohpati, several feet away. He had moved a little farther down the veranda, away from the drawing room windows, but still leaned over the railing. Then he saw Eduard, and his face broke into a sly grin.
With measured steps, Eduard closed the distance between them, his gaze never wavering, never dropping from Tohpati’s piercing eyes. I want you.Eduard poured that one thought into the look he gave the man. Here, now, today. No more chases. No more teasing. I want…
Reza.