“Anyway, I
decided I wasn’t going to give up that easily. You needed to be coaxed, I could
see that. You needed to be courted.”
Patrick let out
a short bark of a laugh, then slapped his hand over his mouth.
Lee frowned at
him. “I admit things were nearly derailed with all the trouble about my flat. I
apologise for letting things get on top of me on Monday. I was terrified things
were going wrong, and so quickly, unless I could sort it all out. Especially
after Saturday night…”
Lee was so
magnificent when he blushed. “No one’s ever courted me,” Patrick said softly.
“I’m not
surprised, Mr Gruff,” Lee muttered.
“And so… now?”
Lee tilted his
head quizzically.
“It’s my turn,”
Patrick hurried on. He refilled their glasses. “My invite said to come with an
open mind and heart. It’s more than that for me. I want to giveyou my
heart, Lee. If you want it, of course.” He blushed very deeply—when had he ever