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21 " Oh sweetheart," Molly explained, touching him on the arm again, kitten-light. Both of the women had tears in their eyes. For him? He didn't understand that, because they hardly new him. Piers had known him all his life and Piers hadn't cared at all. "
― Alex Beecroft , Blue Steel Chain (Trowchester Blues, #3)
22 " I love cooking, he said instead. "And I really quite like doiung all the prep and the washing up too.""So a long day of heliong me make soup and scones and cakes...?"In this warm little room looking out onto spring sunshine and flowers? Did thinks like this actually happen? His chin crumpled by itself, and he gad to cover his face agains fast to avoid bawling in somethinf like agony. He had coured a layer of preotection off and instead of hurting him they had come together to protect. He struggled with volcanic levels of gratitude and anger-anger because Piers had told him people weren't like this, but they were. "
23 " Now James though about it, he had mentioned that his favourite colour was grey and Aiden had worn grey ever since... James had been frustrated because he had wanted to talk about anthropology and Aiden hadn't had a background to make a decent contribution to the debate. A week afterwards Aiden had turned up carrying Witchcraft, Oracles, and Magic among the Azande.James clutched both sides of the crate and bent his head over it, signing. A creeping sensation crawled up the inside of his back and took residence in his hair as his analysis of the situation took a shape he didn't want to see but could not refuse.Aiden had been making himself into someone that James might fall in love with. "
― Alex Beecroft
24 " Now James though about it, he had mentioned that his favourite colour was grey and Aiden had worn grey ever since... James had been frustrated because he had wanted to talk about anthropology and Aiden hadn't had a background to make a decent contribution to the debate. A week afterwards Aiden had turned up carrying Witchcraft, Oracles, and Magic among the Azande.James clutched both sides of the crate and bent his head over it, signing. A creeping sensation crawled up the inside of his back and took residence in his hair as his analysis of the situation took a shape he didn't want to see but could not refuse.Aiden had been making himself into someone that James might fall in love with....Besides, Fin had already said what needed to be said. He and Michael had seen it at once, the clear-sighted bastards. They had tried to warn him: Aiden had grown up with a protector who took care of everything in his life, so that all he needed to think about was how to please Piers, It was the only way he knew how dot deal with the world. Now subconsciously or not, he must have been looking for that kind of relationship again.Of course he would look to his rescuer for it. "
25 " He must have looked as radiant as he felt because Sara tilted her head and gave him the sort of look she normally reserved for baby bunnies. "
26 " All couples had little niggles they had to deal with. People who squeezed toothpaste tube in the middle, and people who were oddly obsessed with rubbing their groins together. It wasn't a big deal, not really, considering how lucky they were in every other way. "
27 " Her coat was one of those ghastly skiing things, quilted and stuffed with microfibres for warmth. She looked like a larva in it. "
― Alex Beecroft , Trowchester Blues (Trowchester Blues, #1)