The Captain of the Manor
the physical world. Over the last few years, he didn't bother, hardening his mind to his empty fate.
    For those reasons, he was intrigued by the temptation of the gorgeous young man inside his home. This man saw both of his forms and didn't flee. He recognized Aiden's mind was troubled, the loss of his job, no ride home, and little available funds. With this last week available to him, Edmund wondered how he could connect to Aiden before he lost his chance this year.

Chapter 4
    As one night passed and another began to darken outside of his rather spacious suite, Aiden blinked and looked away from his laptop screen. Lifting the reading glasses, he rubbed his fingers against his aching eyes. After searching almost every available job listing throughout the country for the last twenty plus hours, he couldn't find anything which required his particular set of skills. There wasn't a teacher's position, a researcher, nothing.
    "Damn this economy," he said with a grumble.
    There was a knock on the door.
    Dropping the glasses on the desk, Aiden pushed the chair back and strode to the door. He opened it and saw Edmund standing outside, dressed in stunning perfection of a dark suit, crisp shirt opened at his neck, and a swatch of hair falling across his forehead.
    "Good evening, Aiden. How was your evening and day spent with the suite? Is everything to your liking?"
    "Umm." Aiden looked around the suite which he barely explored after finding the desk and opening his laptop. He didn't even get a chance to have a bath or sleep under the thick flowing comforter in the four-poster bed. "It's great."
    "You appear tired. Have you slept at all since your arrival? My staff mentioned no one saw you leave this room, not even for meals. Is everything all right?"
    "Umm. No, things aren't well." Aiden shoved a hand through his hair.
    "What is happening? Can I help?"
    "No, I doubt even you can help."
    "Perhaps. What is the issue?"
    "I've been searching for a new position."
    "Position?"
    "Job. I need a new job. A car too. Or a rental car so I can go home."
    "You wish to leave the manor."
    "I don't have the money to stay beyond this night. I checked my accounts. I don't want to take advantage of your hospitality." Aiden shoved a hand through his hair when Edmund waved away with his concerns.
    "Relax, dear Aiden, the money doesn't concern me. I can comp a suite whenever I wish. I'm part of the family in charge of this old place."
    "I couldn't possibly…"
    "You will accept and say nothing more. You can stay until things are sorted out." Edmund motioned with his hand. "May I enter?"
    "Of course, please, and thank you for the suite." Aiden stepped aside to let the other man enter the room.
    "No need, please."
    After entering the room, Edmund waved his hand once more. Aiden looked outside and saw a server pushing a silver cart into the room, covered with silver dishes and white cloth. He watched the server nod to Edmund before leaving the room, closing the door behind him.
    "I suspected something was wrong when you weren't seen downstairs for dinner. Forgive my impertinence, but I ordered a pair of meals to be sent here. Would you like to join me at the table and enjoy our evening meal?" Edmund placed his hands on the cart and pushed it to the small round table near the French doors which led to a small balcony overlooking the ocean.
    "I lost track of time," Aiden said and placed a hand to his belly when it rumbled in agreement.
    "I have a tendency to do the same when I'm involved in a project," Edmund said as he settled the placemats, dishes, rolled napkins with silverware, glasses, and a pitcher of iced tea on the table. He wheeled the cart to a corner, moved to the French doors, and opened them to let in the soft evening breeze. Standing in the opening, he lifted his head and breathed in the fresh air. "Isn't the night ocean breeze wonderful? I enjoy this time of the year."
    A little stunned at the handsome male standing in his suite, paying him

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