“Justsex?” Will was less embarrassed than Chester had expected him to be about thesubject. “You don’

“Justsex?” Will was less embarrassed than Chester had expected him to be about thesubject. “You don’t try to… meet someone?” Chesterlaughed. He couldn’t help it. “This may be hard for you to believe, but mostpeople who live in Old Town don’t really like me. They never have, not evenwhen I was younger and supposedly shy. I’ve stopped asking them to.”Willpaused and briefly fell a step behind them. “You stopped asking,” he said as ifthat meant something. “Yes.”Chester still could not look at him. “There’s no point—and no tourists for metonight.” He added that for Mercy’s sake. “Guessyou can stick with Will, then,” Mercy replied smugly.Chesterfelt exactly like he had at eleven when his mother’s cousin had trapped him ina doorway beneath a sprig of mistletoe with Antoinette Lewis and told him hehad to kiss her. The result had not been something any of them had wanted. “Willis going to have better options than warming the barstool next to me,” Chesterreminded her. Will’stone was misleadingly calm once again. “Stop assuming what I want, Ches. You’venever been good at it.” Holly and Oak (Familiar Spirits Book Two) in ebook and paperback -- source link

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