Little Moments, #2 by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr [Derr, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LGBTQIA, Romance
Publisher: Megan Derr
Published: 2020-03-19T16:00:00+00:00

The Professor and

the Gambler

THE MATCHMAKER

Lyle stood in the hallway just outside Jocelyn's office, feeling like someone had turned his whole world upside down.

The old doubts tried to rekindle, but they were no match for Jocelyn's logic, his stupid logic that should have occurred to Lyle forever ago.

And all the other little things he'd said.

Eustace had never slept with Sorrel. Eustace wanted him, boring, stodgy, thirty-five going on seventy Lyle.

Could it really be true? His heart was pounding so rapidly, so hard, that Lyle was half-afraid it would explode. Eustace might care for him romantically. Did he dare find out, once and for all?

But he'd lingered and sulked and wallowed in misery long enough. Even if Jocelyn was wrong, it was long past time to put the matter to rest and move on.

Gods, though, would his heart shatter into a thousand pieces if he'd just gotten his hopes up for nothing, after years of hopeless pining.

He paused in front of one of the many hallway mirrors to fuss with his clothes and hair, try to make himself a little more elegant lord and a little less frumpy professor. A lost cause, likely, but at least he'd tried.

As ready as he would ever be, he went in search of Eustace, who naturally proved to be nigh impossible to find that day. Not in his office. Not in his favorite salon playing with his cards. Lyle scoured the whole of the palace, and could find him nowhere.

Ready to scream, or possibly even cry, with frustration, he headed off to his own chambers before he did something stupid. It was fine. He'd see Eustace eventually. The conversation had waited this long, it could wait a few hours, or god forbid days, more.

But when he turned the corner and headed down the hall to his room, he spied a figure sitting on one of the benches lining the hall. He stuttered to a halt as he realized it was Eustace. "Have you been here the whole time?"

"I wanted a word with you," Eustace said, slowly standing.

Lyle laughed, because otherwise he would scream. "I've been looking all over the palace for you."

Eustace stared at him, then laughed as well. "I'm sorry. I suppose we should have remember that things like sending a note exist." The laughter faded into an anxious smile. "What did you want to speak to me about?"

"Let's adjourn to my chambers, shall we? Instead of speaking out here in the hall." When Eustace nodded, Lyle unlocked his door and led the way inside. He shrugged out of his jacket and removed his neckcloth, finding both abruptly stifling.

Eustace did the same, and it did nothing at all to keep Lyle from thinking about how badly he'd always wanted to find and kiss every freckle on his beautiful body. "Let's have it then."

"First, I wanted to say I'm sorry. You've insisted all these years that you and Sorrel were never amorous, and instead of believing you as I should have I just assumed you were

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