[The word cut him, though Laurent gave no sign. His first Dominant had let him go without any indication he was welcome to stay, and his next had simply vanished within days of the end of their contract. In between he'd spent some small time on his own, but most of his life in the city had been under contract.

It pricked more than just his pride knowing that thus far, no Dominant had thought him worth a second go-round.]


Yes. Clearly. And I assure you, I'm much more impressive than I look. You won't be wasting your time. Your wound won't be untended much longer. I'm on the top floor. You can manage stairs, can't you?


[There was a hint of challenge in his expression as he glanced back at the man, one brow raised. Laurent wasn't the nicest person and he wasn't above a little petty revenge for mentioning his un-contracted status. Just because he didn't like being someone's property didn't mean he enjoyed being considered not good enough either.]