“No. No, I’m not.” Having taken too long looking for a place like this, he wouldn’t give it up now. And though Jack hadn’t forgotten him, and the chances of ever getting the man to sample anything he cooked might be remote, he would not give in to blackmail. Let Jack tell everyone they spent a night together. So what? Being gay wasn’t such a big deal these days. And he could deal with any bigoted troublemakers who got in his own way.
“This will never work out. You’ll spend a fortune, and you’re too far back from the sea. People will never flock here.”
Oh, but he wouldn’t and they would. A little sorrow for Jack crept under his skin, sadness for the man’s desperation, but Brinley refused to back down.
“Possibilities which are my problems, don’t you agree? But I tell you what. If my plans
