The Merchant's Love by Antonia Aquilante

Author:Antonia Aquilante
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: magic, gay, Fantasy, shifters, bisexual, Paranormal, demisexual, Romance, lgbt, family drama
ISBN: 9781948608930
Publisher: NineStar Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Over the next week, they spent quite a bit of time kissing. Maxen loved every minute of it. As brilliant as it was, Maxen still wanted more, but Faelen wasn’t ready yet, and Maxen respected his wishes. Being with someone, sharing that intimacy with someone, was only any good if it was freely given, freely shared.

“Where are we going?” Thierry asked.

“I just need to visit one shop since we’re going to pass by.” Maxen was walking Thierry home after an afternoon out together. “There it is.”

“A jewelry shop?”

“Yes, I need to look for a Midwinter gift.” He ushered Thierry inside.

The shopkeeper came up to him immediately. “Good afternoon, sir. How may I help you?”

“Do you have any hair ornaments, especially combs? I’m looking for a gift.” This store made custom pieces, but Maxen doubted he had the time for that before the holiday.

“One moment, sir.” The shopkeeper wasn’t gone more than that before he came back with a tray containing a glittering array of hair ornaments. He began explaining each piece but was called away almost immediately. Maxen accepted his apologies, happy to be left alone to look in peace. Well, as alone as he could be with Thierry hanging over his shoulder.

Maxen picked up a little silver comb. “Hmm.”

“Do you have a sweetheart? Is that who the gift is for?” Thierry piped up from behind him.

“I…I suppose I do.” He hadn’t ever thought of Faelen in those terms.

“Who is she, then?”

He twisted to look at his brother. “His name is Faelen.”

Thierry’s eyes went wide. “Then why are you looking at hair combs?”

“Because he wears his hair long, and he likes them.” Maxen had noticed that when Faelen did something with his hair other than leaving it loose, he seemed to have a fondness for combs and clips with fanciful work to them, some made of silver that stood out in his rich dark hair.

“Oh. All right.” Thierry turned to the tray and seemed to study it with interest. “What does he like? What is he like? You haven’t mentioned him.”

“I suppose I haven’t.” Which seemed odd to him now that Thierry pointed it out. Faelen had become such a large part of his life, as a friend and now as a lover, but he hadn’t mentioned him to his brothers. “We met at Tristan’s wedding.”

“Nobility, then. Unless he’s connected to Etan through the university. Did I meet him?” Thierry’s nose scrunched up as he frowned. Maxen fought a smile. The gesture was an adorable holdover from when Thierry was a very young child, but Thierry wasn’t at an age when being called adorable would go over well.

“You may have. He’s Etan’s cousin.”

“Royalty, Maxen?”

“Hush. I don’t need everyone in the store hearing.” He doubted it mattered, except there were always rumors and stories flying around about the royal family and the higher nobility. He’d rather he and Faelen not become one at this point.

“Sorry. But you like him?”

“I do, very much.” Such pale words for so much emotion.

Thierry watched him for a moment, so thoughtful for someone barely thirteen, before smiling.

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