Chapter 2
Graham watched Morton perform from the shadows of backstage. Morton’s elegant gloved fingers were curved around the microphone as he belted out a tune, dancing and strutting across the stage.
The club audience, made up of both women and men, watched him, too. Enthralled by Xavier.
It had been Morton’s manager’s idea to give his lover a stage name. Someone named Morton wouldn’t have screaming fans, Littlefield declared, but Xavier would. Graham still wasn’t pleased by the change, but he agreed because Morton wanted this.
And Morton did have an amazing voice and charisma. Every man and woman watching Morton wanted him. Graham could see it on their faces.
He clenched his fist. He didn’t have to like it though. They could lust after Morton all they wanted, but he belonged to Gra
