“Fine. I can help you with that. But I’ve missed you and would rather have you in my bed this weekend.” He shot Brandt a hot look. “We have three months to make up for.”
Brandt’s eyes went hooded. “Maybe apartment hunting can wait a few days.”
Brandt gave him that wide smile that changed his whole face, and it hit Daniel that this was real. The man had quit his job and came here—to be with him.
The gray veil finally lifted.
He shut down his computer, walked around his desk and back into Brandt’s arms, his future suddenly brighter.