Category: MM Romance

In this excerpt, Brinn sits on the stairs, lost in memory about the same house he now shares with his student, Dresden. His mind drifts over past events held within these walls—Guild graduations, intense late-night studies, and the leadership of his mentor, Luc. Hahlibeth, his co-teacher and foster-sister, joins him, offering an understanding ear and gentle reassurance as they discuss Dresden's adjustment to a new life.

What's next?

On the stairs, Brinn turned and sat, elbows braced on his knees, thinking back over the day. How bizarre was it to have a student of his own in this house, where he had so many memories. Graduation parties for reaching the various levels in the Guild. Long nights spent studying. Being quizzed by Luc, asking him questions, getting his advice. Learning the laws that pertained to the types of theft Brinn planned to pursue. Understanding contracts for theft and how to protect himself against dubious clauses and demands.

He was still sitting there when Hahlibeth came down.

She sat beside him. "I got two pages into a story, and she was out. I thought she might be faking it at first. My brother and I used to do that sometimes. We'd talk in the dark. I finished reading and sat there, waiting, but she didn't move."

"You think she's happy?"

"I don't think she knows what to think."

"Probably right."

Hahlibeth gripped one of his hands and leaned toward him. "She's young. She's in a new place. Her life has been disrupted. We can't expect anything like normal. She doesn't even know what normal is right now. At least, not what's normal for an Academy student."

Brinn set one arm around Hahlibeth's shoulders and hugged her. "I'm so glad to be doing this with you."

"Me too." She leaned against him and then away. "So, what's with the sexual tension between you and Kam?"

He twisted to face her, putting his back against the railing. "Um... What?"

"Oh, don't pretend. It was so thick you could cut it with a knife."

"Hahlibeth, I promise you. There is nothing going on between Kam and me. If you're sensing anything, it's frustration and annoyance."

She chuckled. "Uh huh."

He sputtered, unable to form words.

She patted him on one knee. "I'm going to work on my lesson plans. Now that I've met my students, I want to make a few corrections. Amp up some details and give them more of a challenge. I'll be in my room. It's right across the hall from Dresden. Are you in the room Luc used to use?"

"No. I kept my old room. I couldn't go in there after he moved away."

"Why? Did Luc ask you not to?"

"Nothing like that. I just didn't feel... You know. Worthy."

Hahlibeth took his hands and met his gaze. "Luc gave this house to you. Not to any of the others. Not even to Senth, and he formally adopted him." She squeezed and let go. "You are far more worthy than you think."

She went up the steps, and the sound of a door clicking came to him.

Kam was right. Brinn needed to get back to work. Luc had said the same thing. Stop twisting the memories of the past like worry beads and create new memories.

He had to find a way to break through the emotional ice surrounding Dresden and help her create new memories too.

Time to get back to business. Put the failures of his past behind him and do what Luc had drilled into him.

Focus on here. Focus on now.

Tomorrow, first thing. He'd start again.

Dresden might never love him the way he loved Luc, but if Brinn could be good enough, he could give her the life she deserved.

All he had to do was get out of his own way long enough to do it.

In this excerpt from A Divided Heart, Brinn and Kam confront unresolved tension after Kam arrives under the pretense of an official inspection from the Academy. Brinn maintains a careful distance, unwilling to let Kam see past his defenses, yet minor details betray the deeper emotions beneath the surface. Their conversation centers on Dresden, a young girl in Brinn's care. Both men struggle with mixed signals and confusion over past connections that neither acknowledges. Through their clipped dialogue and guarded interactions, the friction between them emerges, highlighting how misunderstandings and pride continue to hinder the openness they truly desire.

Kam POV:

Once they were out of sight, Brinn glared at Kam. "Is this an official inspection?"

"The Academy does require a check-in, and since I wanted to tell you about the board meeting, I said I'd oversee it."

"As you can see, we have things under control." Brinn jammed his arms across his chest.

The tension in Brinn's posture had eased when he'd been interacting with Dresden about the mowt, but now it returned, full force.

"She seems really sweet." Kam adjusted his collar. "I'm glad for her. And for you."

"Why would you be glad for me?"

"Because you need to get back to work. I think helping this little girl might do it for you."

"Just what do you mean by that?"

Why was Brinn so touchy about everything? And what had Kam said now?

"Look," Brinn headed for the door, and Kam followed. "Thanks for telling me about the meeting. Don't worry. We'll take care of your mowt. Send a text when you're back and we'll bring him to you." Brinn opened the door.

"Thanks." He stuck out his hand, and Brinn shook it. "See you in a couple days."

Kam hadn't even gotten off the front steps before the door slammed. Okay, not a full slam, but more than a quiet close. The kind of close when unwanted company finally left. Halfway between good-riddance and don't-come-back.

Could Brinn not let down his guard for one minute? No matter how many times or how many ways Kam found to be in the man's circle, Brinn remained indifferent.

Shutting Kam out.

No doubt Kam was reading more into Brinn's actions than he needed to.

But, knowing Brinn, maybe not.

Brinn POV

Brinn caught the door before it slammed. He might be irritated, but he didn't want Kam to notice it. Still, it closed hard.

What was he worrying about? Kam was clueless anyway.

With that constant stony-faced expression of his, who could tell? No doubt there was more going on beneath the surface.

Why should he even think about the man? It wasn't like they had anything going on. They'd had a few nights together after completing a huge project. That was it. They'd each been too wrapped up in other projects to continue the relationship. Hadn't they?

So why did his heart race every time he and Kam were in the same room? It wasn't like Kam had any interest. The man found every tiny reason to be in Brinn's business. Questioning his motives. Asking him questions. Finding fault with his answers.

Like coming all the way out here to tell him about a meeting. Come on. No, Kam was checking up on him. Of all the nerve.

Okay, could be reading more into that than it was worth.

But, knowing Kam, maybe not.