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

The sound I made was indecipherable even to me. “You are an idiot.” I could not restrain myself. I struck the back of his head with my palm. “Now, if we have that settled?”


He simply stood before me, and I grew uncertain as to what his response would be but I need not have been concerned. He swooped down, gathered me into his arms as he was wont to do, and smothered me with kisses.


“I love you, too,” I murmured now. I rested my cheek against his chest, listening to the solid, reassuring thump of his heart. No matter what Robert might say, I would willingly put my body between his and whatever might threaten him.


Later today, or perhaps tomorrow, I would ask my lover about the dog I was hearing more and more frequently. He’d told me it belonged to the neighbours, but when I’d gone to complain about them leaving the poor beast out in all kinds of weather, they’d huffed in annoyance and declared they had no dog…


Chapter 55