Chapter 29

As I’d suspected, the drive wound up taking me more than two hours, and by the time I pulled into my drive, I could cheerfully have strung up Holmes by the short hairs. He’d never been my most favorite person at the Company, and now even less so.

Since I had no intention of taking my car out again until the evening, I parked it in the garage. My priorities were to shower and catch up on as much of the sleep I’d missed as I could, meet my lover for our usual Friday evening dinner at Raphael’s, then spend the weekend in bed with him.

The thought of the things Mark and I would do in bed, which normally would result in me with an embarrassing hard-on, left me unaffected, and I groaned. I was more exhausted than I’d realized.