her next fix that she had little time to raise two boys.” Seb stared at Raven. “I grew up in foster care.”
Raven blinked. How could he have known Seb for so long and not known that. “I didn’t know you had a brother.”
“He died when he was young.” Seb shook his head. “I don’t talk about it.”
Raven nodded. “Understood.”
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Jared’s soft voice called Seb’s name through the darkness.
“I think you’re being summoned,” Raven said.
“To bed, I hope. It’s been a hell of a long day.” Seb slapped Raven on the thigh as he stood. “I’m sure Ghazi’ll need you once he’s done sorting through his feelings. Do yourself a favour and be there for him.”
Before Seb could walk away, Raven had one more question for his boss, his new friend.
“Seb?”
“Yeah?” the man stopped and glanced over his shoulder at Raven.
“I wanna have a New Years dance for Brier and Jared. Can you come back for that?”
Seb scowled. “I don’t dance.”
“It’s not about you,” Raven said, throwing Seb’s words back at him.
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Chapter Seven
“What time is it?” Raven mumbled.
“Well into the morning. Go back to sleep, love” Ghazi said, pulling Raven against his chest. As much as he wanted to seek comfort in the depths of Raven’s body, Ghazi knew if his lover woke fully, he’d have questions. More than likely, they would be the same questions Ghazi had spent hours asking himself, questions he still didn’t have answers to.
Raven’s face rooted around on Ghazi’s chest for several moments before he finally brushed his lips across Ghazi’s nipple.
Ghazi tried to soothe the man to sleep by slowly petting his back.
“I love you,” Raven whispered.
Holding his breath, Ghazi closed his eyes. How many nights had he dreamt of hearing those words from Raven? Although part of him feared the words were simply meant to make him feel better after the news of his father, Ghazi knew he might not ever get a chance to hear them again.
“Thank you,” he finally whispered back. A tongue swiped over his nipple several times before Raven rolled on top of him. Ghazi accepted Raven’s attentive kisses with a welcoming fervour.
Once Raven had worked his way up to Ghazi’s mouth, he frowned. He traced Ghazi’s eyebrows with his finger. “Don’t be sad.”
“I cannot help it,” Ghazi confessed. “Everything I thought to be true about my father has turned out to be a lie.”
“You don’t know that for sure. I’ve been thinking, and I believe I’ve come up with a way to trap Halim.”
“Why do we have to trap him? Why can’t we just ask him?” Ghazi asked, running his hands down Raven’s back.
“Because he’ll just deny it. He’ll point the finger at Nalu and his friends as liars.” Raven shook his head. “Those kids have been through enough already. It’s time we grown-ups show them we can be trusted.”
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Wrapping his arms around Raven’s lean waist, Ghazi rolled them both over until he lay on top. “Can we discuss your plan in the morning?”
“Why? You have something else in mind?” Raven asked with a wide grin on his face.
Ghazi’s cock began to respond to Raven’s constant wiggling. “I’m sure something will come up.”
Ghazi started to move, rubbing his filling length against Raven’s. “Thank you for being here.”
Raven cupped Ghazi’s face in his hands. “You’re not your father. What he did or didn’t do should have no bearing on who you are.”
“And you’re not your mother,” Ghazi reminded Raven.
“It’s not the same thing. You’re royalty, regardless of your father’s actions. I’m the bastard son of a drunk.”
“No. You’re the adopted son of the Stone family. And from what you’ve told me about your mom and dad, you should be proud of them, proud of yourself. A man is not measured by his birth, but his aspirations.”
Raven chuckled.
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