Chapter 85

Jefferson took Micah’s shoulders gently. “I promise we’ll return even before that. But I can’t leave things as they are right now.”

He sighed, nodding in resignation. “You would not be the man I know you to be if you denied your instincts.” Closing the distance, he tilted his head back to brush a kiss across Jefferson’s mouth. He hoped it showed his trust in Jefferson, if not the people who surrounded him.

Jefferson grinned as Micah stepped back. “I hope you’re not trying to distract me.”

“Would it work if I was?”

“Not this time.” He pressed a soft kiss to Micah’s forehead, then reached behind him to push the door open. “But don’t let that discourage you from future attempts.”