The Gentleman And The Lamplighter - Plot & Excerpts
He’d obviously remembered John’s words about Abrams’s shop and sought him out, come on his own, with no prompting or pleading from John. The happiness bubbled up inside John and made him want to laugh aloud and run out into the street and tell everyone. But the only person he could safely gloat to stood right in front of him. “You came looking for me, Giles. You did.” He used Fullerton’s first name and liked the way it felt in his mouth. Giles’s smile was tucked at the corners, as if he were embarrassed. “I, ah, well. Yes.” John opened his arms wide. “We have one second, or two. Please allow me to embrace you. I’m that glad to see you.” And thank God and Aphrodite—their current play was all about Greek gods—Giles Fullerton stepped close, and his body against John’s felt better than any embrace John had ever known. He buried his nose between Giles’s neck and collar and breathed him in, a wealthy man’s scent. Giles squirmed and his arms tightened. He gave a breathy little moan.
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