FLAVIAN HADN’T seen Ezekiel since the man left Flavian’s bed the afternoon before, after he saw Flavian dressed as the man he was, took him to bed, then gave him a very thoughtful gift.
Leaving Flavian unsure which part left him the most confused, but with no idea what to make of any of it anyway.
Ezekiel had seemed reluctant to leave yesterday afternoon, saying over and over that he needed to go, but snuggling back into the bed each time and curling himself around Flavian.
He’d kissed and nuzzled and touched Flavian, almost purring when Flavian hesitantly touched him back. Finally, Ezekiel had glowered at the time and torn himself away to attend some sort of meeting with General Nikolaus. Ezekiel had told Flavian that he wouldn’t be having dinner with him, Velia, and her aunt and unc
