Chapter 5

In his office now, he reaches for the phone and calls out, “When did he call?”

“Before lunch.” Jane’s followed him, a notepad in one hand, cup of coffee in the other. “You going to give him a call?”

“Real quick,” Jeremy promises.

With a nod, she returns to her desk and picks up her phone to use the intercom. Her voice booms throughout the building. “Staff meeting, conference room.”

Jeremy hears a few groans drift from the cubicles. He grins as he dials the number for Blake’s office.

Over the intercom, Jane laughs. “Come on, guys. It won’t be that bad.”

As the phone rings in Jeremy’s ear, he closes the door to his office. Tossing his portfolio onto his desk, he takes off Blake’s blazer and unbuttons the collar of his shirt. Then he plops into his chair and sighs as it creaks beneath his weight. In his mind, he already hears his husband’s deep voice and throaty laugh.