Neither man said a word.
The silence continued as the elevator descended. Blake fidgeted, and Derek glanced between him and the numbers over the door as it slowly counted down. Almost seventy-two hours they’d spent closed up together, and now they were separating and heading back to the real world.
In all of Derek’s training, no one had mentioned it would suck so much.
“I’m parked out front,” Blake said as they reached the lobby and the doors slid quietly open.
Derek blinked, not comprehending for a moment. Then he shook his head to clear it. “I’m in the side lot.” He motioned unnecessarily to the left, past the empty security desk, toward the unobtrusive glass door.
“I was having a day, and I didn’t feel like walking.” Blake grinned and took a few steps away. His voice was soft when he spoke. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”