He had skin of gold. In all Stuart’s nights of searching for the perfect man, he’d never found flesh of such perfection.
The boy stared all around, taking in the sights of the cobbled street. Every so often their eyes locked, and a gentle smile emerged. All too soon, his gaze started wandering again, desperately consuming each passing figure. A wide grin broke out as a familiar face approached.
Vince sat down next to Stuart, causing Alfie to gurgle with joy. Stuart cursed. Just his luck - to fall for someone who only has eyes for his best friend…
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