Think of England

by K.J. Charles

Simply inhaling in the countryside is as much exertion as I can bear.

“Jesus!” he yelped. “I fear not,” said a silky voice, and Curtis realised that he had collided with da Silva. “Both Jewish, of course, but the resemblance ends there.”

The only meat that offends me is kidney, and that’s for aesthetic reasons.”

with those deep, dark eyes, a full, well-shaped mouth, high cheekbones, and black brows that were almost too elegantly curved.

My brother in Christ you might just be gay

“Dear me, Mr. Curtis,” murmured a voice in his ear. “We really must stop meeting like this.” Curtis froze, then as the smooth hand moved from his mouth, he hissed, “What the devil are you playing at?”