Chapter 104

“I would be very put out if you broke your head on the floor,” he said mildly.

“Good thing that wouldn’t have happened then,” Andy promised. He kissed Scooter again, letting it linger for just a moment longer. “We were just playing. Promise, honey.”

“Good.” Scooter said. “Guess that means the wedding’s back on, too.”

Andy huffed a huge sigh. “If we must.”

“We must.” Scooter kissed the pout off his face, then swatted his ass and grinned unrepentantly at Andy’s yelp. “Now get to work.”

Andy was already pushing through the door to the kitchen when Scooter called after him, “Oh, almost forgot—there was a letter for you in the mail.”

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Andy sat in Scooter’s chair in the office for a long, long time, looking at the letter on the desk. He wasn’t sure he wanted to touch it, much less open it. There was no return address, but he knew that handwriting. It had gotten shakier over the years, but he’d know that swooping loop on the end of his name anywhere.