Finn let him talk.
“I’m not making the same mistake I made all of those years ago. I thought that I needed to have a bank account big enough to support us. Now, I know the truth. I just needed to have an open heart to support us.”
Finn liked the man.
“You two were made for each other. I can see the genuine love in Graham’s eyes when he looks at you.”
Michael hoped the man saw it in his too.
Because it was there.
“Thank you for taking care of him until I could find my way back,” he stated.
Oh, Finn didn’t mind.
Not.
At.
All.
“Did he tell you about all of the bullshit that went on here?” he asked. “With him trolling for dick?”
Michael nodded.
“I heard about it firsthand. As for me, though, I did the same thing, but not to that extreme. I only got engaged to feel like I had a chance to be with someone. Riley wasn’t that someone. I see that now that I’m back with Graham. He was a shitty replacement.”
Finn understood that.
His ex hadNOTHINGon Gabby.
“I’ve spent the last month or two trying to clean up after the mess,” Finn admitted. “There are some unsavory characters here that might make your life hellish,” he warned.
Let.
Them.
Try.
If they started shit, he’d finish it. He’d finish it to the point of someone ended up in a hospital. If he sawANYTHINGon a bathroom stall wall about his husband, heads would roll downhill.
Bet on it.
Michael wasn’t playing.
What Graham did was done in distress and trying to hold on long enough to find peace. He wouldn’t let him hurt from that for the rest of his life.
PERIOD.
“I heard,” he admitted. “Graham told me everything, and last night, I found his name and number on the bathroom wall. I removed it, and scared the shit out of someone who was trying to make a date.”
There was no doubt in Finn’s mind that Michael wouldn’t let that shit go on.
The men in this village were in for a shock if they thought it was going to be easy to make Graham suffer.
He’d bet good money on Michael.
Just the size of him alone was enough to intimidate. Add in the rage behind hearing some man talk to Graham like he was a whore?
