Chapter 88

Josh grabbed him, unintentionally pulling Mopp close to his body. Or maybe it wasn’t so unintentional?

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” he said gruffly. “Are you steady enough?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Good.” Josh released him and took a step back.

Mopp tucked in his shirt, and Josh’s mouth went dry. He’d give anything to be the one smoothing that shirt in place.

Josh couldn’t take his gaze from Mopp’s fingers as he did up the fly. What had they been talking about? Oh, yes: guns.

“You can’t bring a rifle into a funeral home.”

“Then I’ll leave it in the car.” Mopp stepped into his shoes, then looked up at him and smiled, and Josh was almost overwhelmed by the desire to kiss him.

“Are you steady enough?”

“You already asked me that, and yes, I think I am.”

“Good. I have to go—”

“Okay, let me put on my suit jacket.”

“You should stay here…”

“No. I should go with you. Please?”

Josh had always known he was a sucker for punishment. “Okay.”