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Chapter 140—Cracks

Author: Sucre
last update publish date: 2026-04-20 16:13:26

Christopher's POV

We checked out on Thursday morning.

The drive back was quieter than the drive down, not uncomfortably so, just the natural quiet of two people returning to something rather than departing from it, the particular shift in atmosphere that happened when a trip was ending and the edges of real life were beginning to reassert themselves at the periphery.

Robin had his window up this time. He was looking out at the road with the same attentiveness he had given the coastline on th
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  • HIS SECRET DESIRE (MxM)   Chapter 140—Cracks

    Christopher's POV We checked out on Thursday morning. The drive back was quieter than the drive down, not uncomfortably so, just the natural quiet of two people returning to something rather than departing from it, the particular shift in atmosphere that happened when a trip was ending and the edges of real life were beginning to reassert themselves at the periphery. Robin had his window up this time. He was looking out at the road with the same attentiveness he had given the coastline on the way down, but the quality of it was different, turned inward rather than outward, and I did not interrupt it. We had both needed those few days in the way you needed things you had not admitted were necessary until they were over and you could feel the precise shape of what they had done for you. The noise had receded to a manageable distance. The week of headlines and comments and the accumulated weight of being publicly visible in a way neither of us had chosen had settled into something

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    Christopher's POVHis name was Felix.He told us in the cab back to the hotel, easy and unhurried, like the three of us had simply decided to continue the evening somewhere more private and there was nothing unusual about it, which, in the way he carried himself, there apparently wasn't. He was mid-twenties, lean and easy in his skin, professional about what he did in the particular way people were professional about things they had fully committed to without apology.He sat in the back of the cab with the same loose confidence he had brought to the stage and the booth, completely unbothered by where the evening was going, answering our questions about himself in the same easy tone, where he was from, how long he had been doing this, whether he enjoyed it, and his answers were honest and without performance, a person simply describing their life without feeling any need to apologize for it.The hotel room was warm when we got back, the window still cracked from earlier, the water vis

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  • HIS SECRET DESIRE (MxM)   Chapter 136—Away

    Christopher's POVI brought it up on Sunday evening, the day after Sophie's call, when the apartment had gone quiet in the particular way it did when both of us had been inside it for too many consecutive hours without anywhere to put the accumulated weight of a difficult week.Robin was on the couch with a book he had not turned a page of in twenty minutes, his eyes on the text but not moving, and I was at the kitchen table in front of a planning document I had read three times already without retaining anything, and I put it down and looked across the room at him.We should go somewhere, I said.He looked up from the book.Away, I said. Just the two of us, somewhere that is not here and not the office and not anywhere with a connection to anything that has been in a headline in the last ten days. Somewhere we can be people who are not a story for a few days.He put the book down on the cushion beside him.Where, he said.Robin closed the book.How soon, he said.I pulled out my lapt

  • HIS SECRET DESIRE (MxM)   Chapter 135—Ours

    Christopher's POV I had seen the story before Robin woke up. I had been at the kitchen table with my coffee when the first notification came through, and I had sat there for forty minutes reading through the coverage methodically, the way I had always approached things that required assessment rather than reaction, going through it systematically and without letting any individual piece land harder than necessary, taking in the shape of it, the volume, the spread across different kinds of outlets, the ratio of what was being said and by whom, before I put the phone face down on the table and sat with the full picture of it for a moment and then went to make Robin's coffee. The media attention was not a surprise and I had not allowed myself to be surprised by it. I had known it was coming from the moment we became publicly visible, which had been the moment I walked out of that boardroom and my father released his statement and the story had a shape the press could work with, and th

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