Chapter 7As Mario watched Andre and Steven comparing notes on books they liked—while Donal was in the kitchen finishing the last of the preparations for dinner—he thought their plan might work and the two younger men would become friends. Mario had offered to help Donal but he had waved him off, telling him to sit and relax. So he was, and enjoying every minute of it. It was rare that he actually spent down time with people he liked.
Yeah, I might spend an evening with someone but usually it’s with a definite aim in mind, to relieve tension by playing the oldest game in the world, seduce and conquer. He sighed ruefully.
Of course it was his fault and he knew it. Making friends meant losing them when he had to move on. Since he aged so slowly he had little choice in the matter. The good g
