"Ah," Alistair said, feeling rather awkward. Then again, when didn't he? Alistair wasn't a stranger to going to the homes of friends but Bellamy Echelon wasn't exactly someone he considered a friend. Not yet, anyway. He wasn't sure what he considered him. One thing was for sure, Alistair had never met anyone quite like the other man.

He held his head a little higher, his eyes darting around the room briefly as he took in his surroundings before landing back on the artist. He didn't think he had ever been in such a luxurious house.

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