“Was there something else you needed?” Jacob inquired, fighting the desire to begin wallowing again.
Peter’s eyes sparked, showing he clearly remembered his original errand. “There’s a guy downstairs.A really, really hot guy, by the way.” He paused for dramatic effect, but getting no reaction from Jacob, he continued. “He said he’s here to meet with you about…crap, what was it again?”
Jacob tried to keep his patience. Any other day he would have thought Peter’s forgetfulness sweet, butagain, this was not any other day. This was the day he’d been hit with a tidal wave of concern. Hmm, no,“concern” didn’t fit the current circumstance. Dread? Shock. Yes, definitely shock. He shook his head. “Did he give you a name?”
Peter’s mouth twisted as he tilted his head to the side, his platinum blond hair falling over his forehead. He chewed his bottom lip for a moment until Jacob cleared his throat. “Sorry. If he did, I just don’t remember.”