An Unseen Attraction (Sins of the Cities, #1)

by K.J. Charles

And there were few things so lonely as being the only man in a crowd of laughing people who didn’t get the joke.

Clem was not a man you could read like a book, or if you could, the book was in an unfamiliar typeface, with no page numbers.

Rowley could well imagine exasperated schoolmasters telling him to do just that, to think and speak and be like everybody else. As if the world needed more people like all the people it already had.

“Most people think that nobody should make a fuss until it’s their own comfort at stake, at which point they will bring the roof down shrieking about it.”

they were in the open street and it was bitterly cold, with their breath dragoning in the chill air.

“Rowley, there are lots of people who think I’m worth looking at. Not so many who think I’m worth listening to. Not like you.”

He’d spent his life carefully not looking into an abyss of rage like the pit of hellfire he’d so often been told awaited pagans, because if he ever really looked, he feared he might be angry forever.

But at least he was alone with Rowley. At least Rowley could hold him and tell him he was safe, and wonderful, and beloved. It was all they had against the darkness, and maybe it was enough.