“I hear a swift bullet to the brain is more merciful than one to the guts, Kinnell,” Murdo called after him. “If you don’t want your death to be slow and painful, do not lay a hand on your wife… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Oil. It makes it easier.” Murdo crawled onto the mattress and straddled David’s thighs. His gaze was hot, his faint smile promising. “I’m going… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“Murdo’s scent, earthy and male, was intoxicating. David held his lover open and lapped at the pinched edges of his hole, loosening and stimulating… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“There wasn’t a bit of innocence or purity in him. He was sinful and cynical. Unapologetic. He cared nothing for the world. He just… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“Murdo twisted, rolling David onto his back and under him, and they wrestled for a minute, muscles straining, bodies pressing and sliding, a brief… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“Yes, I hate what I am at times, but at least I accept myself enough to realise that I can’t lie my way through… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“David woke to birdsong, the smell of morning chocolate…and an aching arse. Opening” — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“Who would look at him and guess what he was? A sodomite. Or almost a sodomite. Certainly in thought, if not quite yet in… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“The thought of you being dead—I realised I couldn’t bear it. Bad enough not to have you. But for you not to be alive… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“Balfour kissed up the line of David’s throat and whispered harshly in his ear, “God, but I want to do everything to you. I… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“So…will I see you in Edinburgh, then, for the King’s visit?” Murdo paused, mid-step, at that question. He knew what he wanted. He knew… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“The knot of ropes that bound Murdo to his father was Gordian in its complexity and subtlety. Tonight, Murdo had swept a sword through… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“What might’ve happened to Lauriston in two long years? The man could have moved away from Edinburgh altogether. He might have married, or become… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
“Tell me,” Murdo said. “Will you come back here with me tonight, David? Will you come to my bed again?” And somehow, despite everything,… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share
