Chapter 19

“I’m sorry to hear that. It does seem to be the gift that keeps giving.”

“Yes.” He chuckled and hoped she didn’t realize how halfhearted it was.

“What can I do for you? Have you finally decided to get your flu shot?”

“No. Don’t believe in ‘em.”

“That’s foolish.”

He shrugged. He wanted her to think well of him, so he wasn’t going to tell her he had a stupid phobia about needles. “Actually, I came down to make sure we’re still on for the Christmas party tomorrow.”

“Of course, sweet boy.”

Predictably, when she called him that, his reaction was a hardening cock, and he had to struggle to keep his breathing even.

“Awesome. I’ll pick you up—”

She started to object, because the only time she permitted him to come to her bungalow was when they were going to have sex, and he grinned and held up his hand.

“—here in Medical. The party starts about three and keeps going until the last body falls.”

“I’m sure.” She smiled at him, suddenly not seeming so tired.