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238 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 6, 2017
It must be wonderful if you can afford to do the right things. I can’t, so I’m going to carry on being petty and contemptible for money.
"You're the tenth we've tried," Nestor added.
"Tenth. Really?" Justin gave the Potters a mental black mark. Tenth indeed. He might be a fraud, but he counted himself very much first among equals in the community of frauds, except for the "equals" part.
"Why don't you live here?" he asked with his mouth full. "If this woman cooks for you. Live here and marry her, that's my advice."
"Well, [Mrs. Haughton]'s seventy-two," Nathaniel said. "And Mr. Haughton might object."
"I hate what you do, and I kneel at your altar anyway."
"Then you're a fool. I lie and cheat and I'm so jealous of a dead man I could die myself-"
He had never in his life been with anyone whose will was as strong as his own. This didn’t feel like a flirtation; it felt like stags circling, antlers ready to clash.
Nathaniel didn’t delude himself. Justin was a damaged man, with a tangled mess of pride, ruthlessness, obstinacy, and resentment grown like brambles around his heart and soul. This would never be easy. But it would never be flat and tedious and deathly either, as life had been for so long. And it would be worth every scratch and gouge for those precious moments when the brambles parted, letting him through.