Trusting Tennyson by KD Ellis

Author:KD Ellis [Ellis, KD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LGBTQIA Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Published: 2022-06-22T00:00:00+00:00

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His last day at the Bureau, Tennyson cleared out his desk. The cardboard box had looked small in the passenger seat of his Lexus, but it was only half full—a picture of his sister and her son—the nephew he saw twice a year at best—a photo of his parents on vacation somewhere in Africa, or…maybe that was Asia, a few odds and ends, spare pens and half-used notebooks.

Nothing that mattered as much to him as the frayed string bracelet Asher had braided for him one night in the camper when it had been raining too hard to sit outside or the crinkled napkin with the blotchy spaghetti stain on the corner that Misha had doodled a stick figure comic on.

He’d eaten a piece of the too sugary, lopsided cake in the Bureau breakroom, drunk a mug of the bitter Bureau coffee, then left.

At his penthouse, he walked the rooms aimlessly, staring at the many expensive things he’d accumulated over the years—meaningless pieces of art he didn’t really like, electronics he’d rarely turned on, photos he never looked at.

He wasn’t really living here, he was just…inhabiting space between jobs. Now, he had no more assignments, just an endless stretch of empty days ahead.

Liam stopped beside the steel-and-glass end table in the corner, glaring at the Tiffany lamp atop it. How had he never realized how ugly it was? A waste of space, just like his whole apartment. Maybe he should put it on the market, downgrade to a smaller place—somewhere less clinical, less clean. When he brushed his teeth before bed, all he could see was the single sink set into the white marble countertop. Asher and Misha would knock elbows if they tried to share it. Not, he reminded himself, that they will ever see it.

He didn’t need to make room in the cabinet for their toiletries or in his walk-in closet for their clothes.

When he made his coffee the next morning, he couldn’t help but stare at the island. It was too small to fit two stools. If Misha and Asher were here, they would have to stand or go to the dining room. Liam wandered over, mug in hand. What would they think of it? The windows were large, giving a nice view of Central Park, but they were covered in the thick black curtains his decorator had insisted were all the rage. He bet they’d think it too stodgy, too fancy. He could almost see them, skirting the edge of the room, hesitant to touch anything. Liam abandoned his mug on the table with a curse. It didn’t matter that they would hate it, because they would never see it. He was torturing himself with ‘what if’s’ that would never happen.

He wondered if the exposed brick mantelpiece would increase the market value. His sister would know. She’d been hounding him to come visit ever since he got back to the city.

Which was how he ended up a few hours later sitting awkwardly on the lumpy couch in his sister’s living room, trying to ignore the spring digging into his backside.

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