Bite Your Tongue by E.A. Clarke

Author:E.A. Clarke [Clarke, E.A.]
Language: nld
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: M/M Romance, contemporary, out of mind. The very last person he expects to encounter is Connor, Jude does not expect to actually attend her funeral—his family has always preferred him out of sight, an old lover. Now a priest, Connor is stuck in the middle of an ugly scandal that is only one of several problems facing them as they struggle to hold their lives together and rekindle an old flame., Returning home after a decade away to collect the inheritance left to him by his famous mother
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

78 | E.A. CLARKE

Jude leaned down and whispered. "He's a bit of both."

Tom's mouth formed an O.

"I'm not a bit of both!" Connor snapped.

Jude sniggered and looked sheepish. "So what brings you

here?"

"Basic hygiene, hunger, and the like. What do you think?"

"We're buying spaghetti," Tom told him.

"How … lovely." He'd never been good with children. "Erm,

well, I must be getting along. Need to get some toothpaste."

Connor pointed in the general direction of the toothpaste. Jude

scrutinised Connor's trolley.

"All you've got is tea and biscuits." Jude's expression of

vague amusement, changed to one of worry. "Are you eating

properly?"

Connor rolled his eyes. "Of course I'm bloody eating

properly."

"Man cannot live on tea alone, Connor."

"Well, man isn't trying hard enough."

Tom looked him up and down. "You're really skinny

though."

"Tom!" Jude scolded.

"What? He is!" Tom huffed. Connor sneakily examined his

wrists, thinking, I'm not that skinny. "You should come eat some

of Jude's spaghetti," Tom told him.

Connor shook his head. "Oh, no, I really can't."

Jude grinned lazily. "Why not? What do you have to do

tonight? Apart from watching Antiques Roadshow and Morse,"

he added slyly.

Connor crossed his arms, trying not to pout. "I'm taping

Morse, actually. I have confession tonight."

"Well, surely you've got time to pop round for tea?"

"Nope."

"But you need to eat don't you?"

"Nope." Jude lifted an eyebrow.

"Someone call the Pope. We've got ourselves a case of

Anorexia Mirabilis."

"Fuck off," Connor snapped.

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