Hart of Winter by Parker Foye

Author:Parker Foye [Foye, Parker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64405-255-6
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

ROB didn’t answer his phone. Luc didn’t leave a message, then felt bad about it and sent a quick text about meeting later. He started to doubt himself the longer he walked, and the determination that had fueled his march from the chalets deserted him the closer he got to the center of the village. He pocketed his phone as his previously confident stride faltered. Rob had been worried about the exact kind of gold-digging—or cursebreak-digging—Luc intended to ask him about. The kind of “favor for a friend” Luc had grown out of after the whole thing with Matthew Clarke at school.

Luc had fond memories of Matthew Clarke, but even at fourteen, he knew hand jobs weren’t the usual sort of currency friendships traded in. Would he be doing any better in leveraging his whatevership with Rob for personal gain?

Luc scratched at the scaly skin under his cuffs. He chewed his lip. Snow dusted his shoulders and froze the tips of his hair as he stood next to the communal woodshed like a particularly dashing lawn ornament. Ethical quandaries had never been Luc’s strength, as certain parts of Birmingham and northeast England were able to confirm.

It would be selfish to ask Rob something he’d explicitly stated reservations about.

But wouldn’t it be selfish not to ask, when asking might change Luc’s family’s lives for the better?

As much as Luc saw the potential in what he and Rob were building together, he had to choose his family. Time and again, they’d chosen him, and to do otherwise would be cruel. He couldn’t be like Thierry, wherever he was.

Luc shook off the snow and set forward with renewed determination as the sky began to turn dark with brooding clouds. He glanced at the mountain peaks and found a thick mist had descended. Whiteout. Hopefully there were craft users on patrol able to negate the weather and guide people safely down the runs, since not everyone had bespelled equipment and a whiteout could be dangerous.

Luc flicked up the hood of his ski jacket and pulled the fabric in close to shield his eyes from the snow. He’d definitely chosen the wrong time to get determined, as snow leaked through his canvas sneakers. He curled his toes against the cold. Not much farther to walk to the center. He could dry out his socks at L’Arbre as he gathered courage.

Squinting into the snow, Luc almost missed the figure, swerving aside at the last instant and stepping heavily into the snowdrift banked against the curb. “Motherfudger.” He shook off his foot. His jeans were saturated to the shin. “Frostbite. Wonderful.”

“If you keep walking, you’ll probably be all right for frostbite.”

Luc’s muscles clenched at the voice. He could’ve gone a lifetime without hearing her again and having visceral terror grip him in its icy fist.

Harriet Nessom.

He edged to the side of the pavement, careful of the curb but more concerned with creating distance between himself and the hunter. He kept wiping snow from his face, unwilling to blink in case Harriet moved closer when he had his eyes closed.

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