Men Of London 03 - Suit Yourself - Plot & Excerpts
Leslie burst into a fit of giggles. “Oh God, excuse my pig; he’s a friend,” he said to the man sitting at the next table. The man smiled benevolently and continued eating what looked like grilled salmon. Oliver grinned, his face alight with mischief. “Sorry about that. The food is just so damn good, I was showing my appreciation.” Leslie smiled back at him. At first, Oliver had been nervous upon arrival at the restaurant, hanging behind Leslie as he walked into Galileo’s. After meeting Gideon, who had been at his most charming and who’d personally escorted them to their intimate table in the corner behind a wooden screen filled with fragrant red flowers, Oliver had finally begun to relax. He was dressed in a pair of black chinos, coupled with a white, open-necked, long-sleeved shirt which hugged his muscled frame like a wetsuit, with a black-and-white-striped waistcoat, closed, but for the top two buttons. Leslie was definitely a fan of the look. Oliver’s wavy blond hair was artfully styled and held in place with gel, and the scar Leslie knew was there was hidden behind thick strands that framed his handsome face.
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