4 Chapter 4

Softly, he said, “Fine. Let me ask Lane—”

“Ask me what?” came a deep voice from the doorway.

Remy opened his eyes to find Lane standing just inside his office. He wore a heavy winter coat that hung, unzipped, over a dress shirt, sweater vest, and pressed khakis. The knot in his tie had been loosened, and his cheeks were pinked with the wind. He looked so carefree and young, so vibrant, and so damned sexy, Remy wanted to ravish him right there.

Instead, he settled for a simple, “Hey, babe,” and puckered his lips.

Lane leaned across the desk to give him a quick kiss. “Who’s on the phone?”

“Jeremy?” Kate asked in his ear.

Covering the receiver with one hand, Remy said, “Kate needs me to watch Braden all next week.”

Lane’s smile didn’t disappear so much as…well, fade was a better word. It became suddenly cautious. “Okay,” he said, thinking it through. “Does this mean the cabin’s out?”