“No. As far as he’s concerned, Spike’s fresh meat. Cartwright thinks he’s got his predilection nicely hidden.”
“I assume you’re going to say he’s wrong?”
“Yeah, he’s delusional. But if he ever learns Spike’s previous form of employment, he’ll use it to blackmail Spike into his bed.”
“His previous…?”
“Not important. Spike’s got friends who’ll see he only beds who he wants.”
“But… will he want Cartwright? He’s a young man. Isn’t that a possibility?” Sebring demanded.
“It wasn’t for me,” Bryan said softly.
“No,” I said, pretending I hadn’t heard that. “He loves Paul too much. But I won’t stand by and let him be bullied.”
“Very well. You have our support.”
“Your support for what, Uncle Tony?”
“What are you doing out here, Quinn?” I turned to face him. And how had he managed to sneak up on me like that?
“I wanted a breath of fresh air. The scents of the flowers were overpowering. Why does Mark need your support?”