Chapter 42

“A cop with a savior complex. Not that I’m complaining.”

“On that note, we should get out of here before things get mushy,” Jesse suggested, grinning.

“Thanks for dinner,” Malcom said. “Maybe we can split the Monday night dinners three ways, if you don’t mind my being involved. I’m a passable cook.”

“Mind? I’ll insist on it,” Rob told him. “Now that we’ve reconnected, I don’t want to lose you.”

Malcom snorted. “That’ll be hard to do. You know where I live, and I’m not planning on selling the building.” He gave Rob a warm hug, and then everyone left.

“Tonight was great,” Rob said when he and Darren began doing the dishes.

“And you survived.”

“I know.” Rob stopped what he was doing to put his arms around Darren. “If I had any lingering doubts that you want me in your life, they’re gone now.”

“Good, because I’m not letting you leave.”

Rob arched an eyebrow. “That sounded a bit stalkerish.”