All the Honorable St. John Ashford ever wanted was his father’s love, but if he can’t have that, he’ll settle for being noticed. In an effort to do that, St. John sets his sights on Andrew Dorincourt, a man for whom the Viscount has nothing but disdain. Surely this will draw his father’s attention?  Unfortunately, while Andrew seems willing to date him, he appears entirely disinterested in anything else. St. John knows it’s just a matter of time before all his plans going up in smoke, especially when Andrew becomes attracted to an exotic young man he rescued from Malossini’s House of Oddities.<br><br>Robin Dorincourt is something of a playboy who enjoys nothing so much as flitting from one boyfriend to another. He doesn’t poach, though, and when he finds himself attracted to St. John Ashford, he does what he can to keep a healthy distance between them, using taunts and teasing. It’s difficult, until he realizes his brother is in love with someone else. Robin’s path toward St. John is clear, and he makes his move.<br><br>But is his path as clear as he imagines? St. John might be as attracted to Robin as Robin is to him, but he’ll be damned if he allows himself to be passed from one brother to the other as if he’s nothing more than a poor second choice. Now it remains is for Robin to persuade St. John he’s no one’s second choice.

More, by All Mores

Arianne stuck out her tongue at Robert. “I’ll have you know I’ll be fifteen shortly, brother mine.” She shifted in her chair to face Andrew. “What are we doing tomorrow, Drew?”


“It will be your last day here before going home to Dorincourt Place for the remainder of the hols, brat. What would you like to do?”


Her eyes lit up. “All my friends have been to Malossini’s House of Oddities. May we go? Please, Drew, please?”


“Oh, bother, that is such a ridiculous farce.” I announced. “Not in the least bit edifying, I assure you.” Everyone stared at me, and I prevented myself from biting my lip, tipping up my nose instead. “Well, I mean, really. A snake boy? It was so obviously someone got up with contact lenses and…and body makeup.”


“You’ve been there, Singe?” Robert seemed startled. Did the dratted man think my life revolved around his brother and I did nothing on my own? “Ain’t that beneath your son-of-a-viscount dignity?”


Chapter 4