Getting Public With It

Neuvillette reaches out to take hold of his hand. He curls their palms together. Links their fingers together, and gives Wriothesley's hand a tight squeeze.

And then doesn't let go. Neuvillette just holds it, turning to look at a glass display of cuff links, his mind wandering back to their shopping.

The saleswoman stares, her brows drawn so high they almost meet her hairline. She gapes, mouth parted slightly, looking silly with the silk ties draped across her forearm.

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Neuvillette and Wriothesley hold hands for the first time in public.