“Of course,” Trev replied enthusiastically. Seconds later he wondered if he’s sounded too enthusiastic. He might think I believe he’s asking something more that he’s really not. He quickly turned away, feeling his face heat with embarrassment.
“Hey…” Zack came around to look at him. “If you’re wondering if I have an ulterior motive,” he said very softly, “I do. Does that bother you?”
After taking a deep breath, Trev said, “Not in the least.”
* * * *
“You live in the Ritz,” Trev said, awestruck, as he looked around the lobby of the building housing Zack’s condo.
“Not hardly. Yeah, this part’s a bit over-the-top I’ll agree, but it’s all for show.” He pushed the elevator button and the shiny steel doors opened. A minute later they were getting off on the sixth floor. He led the way to 6B, smiling at the look of intense interest on Trev’s face when they entered the small foyer of the condo.