Chapter 18
“And Michael,” John reached his hand out yet again. “Thank you for—”
“You’re welcome.” Michael grinned. “Thank you for yours.”
John grabbed his jacket, tossed it over his arm, and only made it two steps towards the door before Parker spoke again. “I’m almost offended, John. No farewells for me?”
He didn’t stop. He didn’t even pause. John continued to the door, grabbed the handle, and waited until the door was open and he was stepping through it before replying. “I just assumed you’d be tucking me in again, Parker.” He was smirking at his own arrogance as he walked down the hallway and up the stairs that would lead him to the main floor. 5