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Gamble was to the point.
“I was a soldier,” he said. “I was accustomed to either eating MREs out of a pouch, or skipping meals. Nothing you’re going to serve is going to shock me. I’m easy,” he said.
Peter was curious.
“If there is one thing you’d like to try, Artie, what would it be?”
Gamble gave Poe a look, and the man tried not to laugh. Later, he’d make sure he made him pay for saddling him with that name.
In bed.
“I would love to try some really good fish,” he admitted. “I’ve had some interesting things here once before. I’m goodwith bangers and mash. I’m not afraid of a mushy pea, and chips…I like them extra crispy with vinegar.”
Peter Childs looked chuffed that the American wasn’t going to be a dick about the food.
“Sir, just let me know what you would like later,” he admitted.
Poe knew it was going to be a long day tomorrow for the staff.
“How about we find our own food tonight, and after the memorial, you can throw all kinds of foods at Artie?”
He felt the slap to his ass, and it got him flustered.
Yes.
Please.
Peter nodded.
“Absolutely, Sir.”
When the chef put bowls of soup on the plates, Poe handed one to Gamble, and took the other. When they walked into the other room, it was a very formal dining room.
“We can eat here, or there is a patio overlooking the land. It’s not too cold out.”
That worked for Gamble.
“Dealer’s choice. You’re giving the tour. I’m enjoying the view,” he said, making Poe blush when he figured out that it was his ass that was the view.
“God, but you’re more than I can handle,” Poe admitted, and it was the truth. “Oh, I’m going to handle all of it later.”
He hoped so.
Poe opted to let the staff have the dining room, and led them outside where they could sexually harass the hell out of each other in some incredible foreplay.
That was for his ears only, and he wanted to be alone with Gamble.
He led him to a patio, and there was a café table there overlooking the estate.
Gamble put his food down and walked toward the wall surrounding it. They were up fairly high above the back of the castle.
“This is stunning,” he admitted. “This is quite the view.”
Poe joined him.
“My mother had this done when we were little. My insane brother used to rappel down the side when we were teens. She regretted it. One of us snuck out to go mess with the ladies. Spoiler, it wasn’t me. I’ve always been as gay as the day is long. I used to check out the stable help when they were shirtless. Sue me. I’m easy.”
He laughed.
