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“Why the doctor insisted on this charade was beyond the assassin. If a man wanted another man dead, then it was a simple matter of hiring an expert, giving him the target’s location, and letting him get on with his job. Clearwater could be dead in a canal by now, but no, the doctor insisted on playing his games…”

Right!?! 🙄

Silas, the boy that grew up in a hovel in Westerpool, who had put himself on the streets to keep his sisters alive, and the man who brought meaning to Archer’s life. Silas was also the man who gave Archer’s work reason. His foundation, his charity, was personified in the man unflinchingly facing the barrel of a gun. When Archer had been at his lowest questioning himself, Silas had been there with the answers.

This journey might be his last. He was going willingly because he had no other choice. It all came down to one wonderful moment of ecstasy years ago. That first kiss with Simon Harrington. The first time another man had told Archer he was loved. The first realisation that life did not have to be lived behind lies, that he was understood, that Simon was the same, and that they loved each other equally.

‘I am truly sorry for your discomfort,’ he said.

‘Hey,’ Fecker grunted. ‘You say no more sorry. Madman ***** tried to kill Banyak, and he tries to kill you. Your life is shit because of crazy, our life is starlight because of you. We do what you need.’

‘Yes, I know, Andrej, but all the same…’

‘Enough,’ Fecker complained. Suitably abashed, Archer ate in silence.

Oh, the love, friendship, & loyalty!

‘This is what I do this for. For us all. For our friendship to endure, our lives to progress without the threat of Quill & all that he could bring tumbling down. I will be back, Silas. Jimmy’s mind & Tom’s logic will make sure of that. Andrej will be with you as your strength, as Danylo will be with me as mine. And you, Silas, you will be in my heart, my reason to finish what Quill has started no matter what.’

‘Feels like your cannon is recharged,’ he chuckled, reaching between Archer’s legs. ‘Are you ready to sail?’

‘Always.’

‘Then think of me as a pirate ship.’ Silas pushed himself onto his elbow and slipped a leg across the viscount’s waist. Leering at Archer, his hair fell either side of his face, and his smile was crooked. ‘My defenses are down, Lieutenant,’ he said. ‘And I’m expecting to be rammed.’

Archer hugged him more tightly. ‘At this moment, I am a ship on a stormy sea, Silas, and you are the wind in my sails, the guiding north star, the powder in my cannon. Without you, I am sunk, but you keep me riding the swell and on course, because you are my reason to reach shore. Before you, I didn’t know which port I was sailing from nor where I would make land, but you are both.’

‘Yeah, I know.’

‘You know,’ Archer murmured through his drowsiness, ‘you are all I care about in this world. You are the reason I wake each day.’

‘Bloody hell, Archie,’ Silas whispered. ‘You’ve just fucked me like a steam train, and now you’re getting all soft?’

‘Not that soft,’ Archer leered, rubbing his swelling cock between Silas’ cheeks.

‘Give us a minute, my arse is still numb.’

Oh, my 😜 ... these two!!

OMG! I love these boys ... Silas (Banyak), Andrej (Fecker), Archer (Viscount Clearwater), Tom, James ... so much! 🥰 This will go down as an all-time favorite series!