Chapter 23

“They were stupid. I’m glad they ran, though. I would have lost out on finding the perfect man for me if they hadn’t.”

Michael looked at him and saw the sincerity of his words in his expression, which made his pulse beat faster at the same time that it disconcerted him. Swallowing hard, he quipped, “Even though I made you sleep on the sofa?”

“Yep. That’ll change in time. We both know it,” Reid replied, kissing him quickly. “Right now, though, let’s eat and get you to work.”

“Where you’ll leave me to Barnet’s tender mercies.”

“You bet.” Reid paused to put the eggs and sausages on plates, while Michael poured coffee. He continued as they took everything to the table in one corner of the living room. “If we get lucky, the killer has read my story and is already planning how to deal with you.”

“Hopefully sooner than later. I mean, I don’t really wanthim to try killing me, but if he doesn’t, the police are pretty much back to square on.”