Light My Fire (Running In Circles Book 2) by E.M. Lindsey

Author:E.M. Lindsey [Lindsey, E.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Antoine debated about going to the Farmer’s Market as the sun started to sink low that Thursday. He was now in a holding pattern, waiting for the council meeting and their decision about his involvement after. It meant he had a lot of free time and no idea what to do with himself. He’d been steadfastly avoiding any place he might run into Fitz, and so far, it had been working. He went to the supermarket so he could cook all his meals at the rental, and he kept his nightly walks to his street, not straying anywhere close to the fire station.

But Antoine wasn’t the sort of person who could live cooped up, and by Thursday he was damn near crawling out of his skin. He knew he had to be an adult about this. He’d hooked up plenty of times before, so his moment with Fitz wasn’t out of the ordinary. He wasn’t going to fall in love with some guy who gave him a hate-fueled hand job, and he didn’t think Fitz was sitting in his house pining away for him either.

It was time to man up and rejoin society.

Rummaging through his things, he found a light button up and a pair of jeans, and rolled his sleeves to the elbow before grabbing his shoes. He passed by a mirror and paused giving himself a long look. What exactly did Fitz see when he looked at him?

He always thought Marcel wore their face better. He was more muscular from the yoga, two inches shorter, wore his hair long and always had at least three or four days of scruff on his chin. Antoine could never stand the itch of growing a beard and didn’t want the maintenance of letting his hair stay long.

He wasn’t a fussy guy. Yes, he liked designer, but he liked simplicity more. It was the one thing he and Marcel agreed on. But he never really felt at home in his skin the way his brother did. It probably had something to do with the way Marcel experienced both himself and the relation to things he couldn’t see.

That was something Antoine would never be able to understand.

And right now, he was too much of a mess to be very introspective. His ribs still ached, and every time he thought about Fitz, his heart felt like it wanted to beat out of his chest with a mixture of both rage and desire.

He just wanted to get over him, damn it.

Grabbing his things, he headed out the door and took a deep breath of rain-soaked, humid air before snagging the umbrella from the stand. The walk into town wasn’t long, and he would be able to stop by the ATM for cash so he could at least contribute something to the economy.

He was jumpy at the cars passing by, his ribs still tingling at the ghost of impact from when he’d hit the curb, but he made it to the busy park in one piece. There were tents everywhere, and it was easy to get lost in the rows of handmade goods.

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