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Wee Willie Winkie
For the past three years William Wilkerson has led the life of the privileged rich. Head of his father’s shipping business, Willie indulges in the pleasures of Boston’s fine young men to his heart’s content. That is, until he meets Fredrick,, the one man who has captured his heart, again.
As his former tutor, Fredrick has been declared off limits by William’s father. Fredrick also believes he’s beneath the attention of Wilkerson’s heir. Willie disagrees, but is he willing to throw away rank and privilege for the man he loves?
The approach of the innkeeper pulled him from his thoughts. He took the small revolver held out to him and shoved it in a coat pocket. “Thank you,” he muttered and stepped quickly to the door and outside. He blinked in the afternoon sunlight and jumped, startled, when arms went suddenly around him.
“Tiggy,” he said in relief and removed the strawberry blond’s arms from around his neck. “Are you trying to get us arrested?”
“Oh, pooh. Boston’s a bunch of fussy old women. When are you taking me home?”
William bit his lip at a twinge of guilt. Theodore was his best friend and sometimes lover. He’d promised him a good time in Boston but hadn’t given the man so much as a passing thought this morning. First there had been that tempting redhead for lunch, and then Freddie…
He blinked when Theodore laughed outright. “Who is he?”
“Come now, Willie. You would have had me down that alley on my knees by this time. Who’s stealing my place in your affections?”
William looked at him. Tiggy really was lovely, from his purple silk trousers and blouse to the perfect curl in his titian hair and the mischief dancing in blue eyes. He loved the man. Always had, but he’d never fallen in love with him.
He took his friend’s arm. “Let’s walk.”
They strolled along the pavement arm in arm for a few quiet minutes. William was aware it wouldn’t last.
“So, who is he?”
He laughed, knowing his Tiggy all too well. “An old friend. You don’t know him.”
“Wait, I know all your friends… Not the gorgeous tutor you had a few years back?” Theodore snorted in disbelief at his nod. “I want to see him.”
William pulled him to his side as he started back up the street. “He’s gone by now, idiot. Besides, I’m not sure I want him to see you.”
William remained silent, and with unexpected insight, Theodore pulled him into a quick embrace. “Do you think he’d be jealous of a bit of fluff like me, my Wee Willie? I think not.”
“Don’t call me that,” William fumed. No matter that the top of his head grazed Theodore’s shoulder. He was large enough where it mattered. Hot blood flooded his face at Tiggy’s amused laughter, and he protested only slightly when Tiggy tugged him down an alley and around the corner.
Tiggy pinned him to a wall with his larger body and kissed him, tongue darting into his mouth in the way Tiggy knew made him wild. His pulses leaped to life; blood surged through his slim body as his dear friend fished in his trousers.