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said, cutting into their conversation. If he waited for Patrick to stop teasing his husband, he’d be waiting a while.
    “Good.” Patrick hung up.
    “Are you in trouble?” Kai asked, his warm green eyes reflecting concern.
    “No. As long as I bring them coffee I’m good.” If Arthur was working out of the office today, Patrick would mellow the hell out. Arthur would poke and prod until Patrick calmed down over whatever had irritated him. The two men balanced each other well. However, that didn’t mean Jonathan wanted to be on either of their bad sides.
    Kai pulled out a business card and wrote a number on the back before handing it over. “Call me. I’ll take you someplace else for dinner or breakfast.” Kai flashed him a wicked smile. “Or maybe both.”
    Jonathan grinned and accepted the cardboard rectangle. It had the feel of high quality paper stock. He ran his fingers along the embossing logo. Kai’s gaze followed the motion.
    “Thanks. I’ll call as soon as I find out my schedule for the rest of the week. I never know when I might need to go out of town.” If it took this much prep just for the customer meeting, Jonathan doubted it would be an easy job. Hopefully it wouldn’t be a long one. He needed to see Kai naked almost desperately and he doubted anyone else would do.
    A slight downturn of his lush mouth conveyed Kai’s disappointment, but he nodded his understanding.
    Jonathan stood. Unable to resist, he walked around the table, leant down then kissed one of Kai’s high cheekbones. The smell of expensive cologne discreetly dabbed on met his nose. He resisted the urge to nestle in and enjoy his stay. “I’ll definitely see you later.”
    Kai’s soft gasp followed Jonathan as he went to get the rest of the coffees. Patrick damn well better appreciate his caffeine this morning. The temptation to play hooky, drag Kai home and fuck him until their knees turned to water taunted him, but he couldn’t blow off work. He had bills to pay.
    When he finally had all their drinks tucked into a cardboard tray, Jonathan turned around, only to find that Kai had left and a pair of giggling teens had taken his place.
    Damn.
    Disappointment crushed him like an anvil on his chest. Shaking it off, Jonathan straightened his spine, refusing to allow this minor setback to bother him for long. He had Kai’s number and the man had shown definite interest. Overall, it had actually been a stellar morning despite narrowly avoiding being the target of vehicular manslaughter.
    He wondered how quickly it would be considered too eager to call.

Chapter Two
     
     
     
    Kai slumped behind his desk and stared at the contract once again. He knew the words were supposed to make sense but right then they only slurred together in his mind until they formed a jumble of symbols he couldn’t decipher. Dyslexia was a bitch sometimes. Even with the mild form he had, whenever he became too tired, the words swam together. Three hours of reading papers consisted of two hours too many.
    A knock had him calling out. “Enter.”
    Michelle Orlen, Kai’s personal assistant, walked into the room in her navy blue suit with the gold-coloured buttons—a surprisingly staid outfit for a woman with a streak of pink in her hair and a diamond nose stud.
    “Need to do dry cleaning?” he asked as she walked into the room.
    She wrinkled her nose at him. “What makes you think that?”
    “Because that’s your I-have-nothing-to-wear outfit,” Kai replied.
    Michelle laughed, a surprisingly girlish sound from a woman who relished her kick-ass attitude. “You do know me, don’t you, Mr Stromwell?”
    He’d given up on having her call him Kai three years ago when he’d hired her. She didn’t see it as respectful to call her boss by his first name. Her military father apparently had had strict rules regarding that growing up and some things from her childhood she couldn’t shake. Well, except for one night after she’d kicked her husband out and