Chapter 3

“I have to tell you, Darrell, I’ve been very impressed with your work.”

Darrell had a salsa covered chip about halfway up to his mouth. He paused and blinked. “Um, really?”

Travis smiled and nodded. He couldn’t help but admire the gentle curve of the man’s sensual lips as they turned just a bit upward. Darrell usually noticed men’s lips first, even before he noticed their arms or their asses. And Travis had a fine ass, too.

“We had some issues with the person we had in your position before. Some discrepancy problems as well as just letting work go. I didn’t like the idea of anyone losing their job, but we didn’t feel like we were left with much choice.” Travis paused to sip his iced tea. “To be honest, when Mark brought your resume to us I was a bit skeptical.”