6/11/2023 0 Comments Capture & Surrender by L.A. Witt![]() ![]() The kid was amazing with anything that caused pain. In this case, he’d made the decision to leave. Nick had that very Dommish habit of making a sentence sound like a question, checking for consent, when the underlying decision was as good as made. “Wish I could, but I’ve been sloppy and that’s not what the Garden is about, is it?” The slight lift at the end of the sentence was only for politeness’s sake. I can’t do this anymore.” He gestured around the club, but Frank kept his gaze fixed on Nick, reading him for worse news. Remember, Frank, it can always get much, much worse. Nick had needed time off no doubt the new boyfriend’s fault. ![]() “Something else?” A sense of please don’t let it be bad fluttered in Frank’s chest. Nick slid in opposite him and ran his long fingers through his hair, mussing the blond strands, then stared down at the table. ![]() But not tonight.įrank was halfway through a coffee when Nick came by his table. His professional face hovered somewhere between a glare and feigned disinterest. Now, Nick was smiling, which was unusual. Nick had looked awful the other night-more stressed, exhausted, even haunted than a Dom-for-hire ought to be, which was why Frank had sent him home. ![]() On Friday night, Nick strolled into Market Garden for the first time in days, and Frank breathed a sigh of relief. ![]()
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