Laurent lowered his eyes. 'I don't know,' he admitted. 'This is the only romantic relationship I have ever navigated. But I know I cannot give him up to that children's home.'

He had the urge to wrap his arms around himself, a thought that Laurent canceled, for Damen was right. He had for all intents and purposes adopted a child. He had Nicaise to think of, who still sat alone and eating, absorbing the fact that he shared a room with one of Vere's most hated enemies. He must appear strong, even as something within him twisted and ached at the turmoil in Damen's expression. 'He won't be as he was at home. Not forever.'