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Chapter 23

Max hadn’t realized he’d spoken aloud. Merde, merde, and merdeonce more.

“If you prefer, I can always wait until we return to Medical to kiss you.” Smitty’s suggestion was hardly welcome at this point.

“Of course not,” Max said with a huff.

“Thought not.” Smitty kissed him again, then looked so smug that Max had to struggle to keep from laughing. Smitty replaced the mistletoe in his pocket, slid an arm around Max’s waist, about to urge him to join the line for the buffet.

“How was that autopsy?” M. Vincent asked, and somehow, Max wasn’t surprised he was aware of where Smitty had been.

“Interesting. I found this—”

“Shut up, Schmidt,” a director heading for the buffet line snapped. “What you found when you cut up a body is the last thing anyone wants to hear about when we’re about to eat.”

“Wuss.” Max glared at him. He wasn’t going to let anyone disparage his lover.