Teague saw the play of emotions on Hoyt’s face and said quietly, “You probably don’t know it, but Keir seems to think we should…umm…”
“Hook up?” Hoyt asked, now almost smiling. “Yeah. He did sort of probe about my feelings when it comes to you.”
“He didn’t!”
“Yeah, he did. Your employee has a strong…not sure it’s a matchmaker gene but I suspect he likes you enough that he wants you to have…well, you know. That is if you don’t already but if you did he wouldn’t be doing that so…” Hoyt stumbled to a stop.
“I don’t. I never seem to have time to even look.”
“Running your agency keeps you that busy?”
“You have no idea. As strange as it seems, I think this is the first time in forever that I’ve been able actually concentrate on just one thing, not five or twenty. Usually when my day is over either I stop for a fast meal or go home, throw something together and then collapse.” Teague smiled wryly. “Never let anyone tell you that owning your own business is easy, because it’s not.”