Chapter 37
“Sorry to disappoint.”
Theo snorted softly. “I’m not in the least. I like this…well, the outside, anyway.”
Ric unlocked the front door to let them in, disarming and then rearming the security system after closing the door. “To your right,” he said in a tour-guide’s voice, “you’ll see the living and dining rooms. Directly ahead are the stairs to the second floor. To your left is the kitchen and breakfast nook, with my office right behind them.” He grinned. “Think I’d make it directing one of the tours you arrange?”
Theo waggled one hand. “With some training, maybe.”
“You wound me to the quick.” Putting his arm around Theo’s waist, he took him into the kitchen. “Neither of us has eaten. I’ve got frozen pizza, frozen meatloaf, and I think frozen lasagna. Take your choice.”
“Pizza. It’s probably faster.”
Ric got out two—“Because they’re personal pizzas”—and after nuking both of them and making coffee; they sat side-by-side on one of the benches facing the table in the nook to eat.