Though he had turned his attention away from his lover while Roxie was in his office, Matt now felt the connection between them yawn open and Vic’s voice spoke into his mind, filling him like a god’s. ::Be there in two minutes.::Brushing over Matt’s emotions, Vic paused. ::Matty? You okay?::
Quickly Matt pulled himself together. It felt like a shade being drawn in his mind, hiding his thoughts from his lover. ::Fine, babe, if you don’t count Roxie driving me crazy. Want me to meet you up front?::
Vic prodded at Matt’s defenses but knew better than to try to break through them. With a sigh, he admitted, ::I’m almost at the pool. Wait there and you can walk me out.::
When Matt’s attention returned to Roxie, he found her leaning over his open desk drawer, once more flipping through the catalogue. “These are nice,” she murmured, pointing to a pair of ornately chiseled gold rings. “A bit flimsy for Vic, though. How about—”