Chicago 1982 is a goldmine for the construction industry, and Eric and his two business partners are thriving. Once living as struggling orphans in a Catholic boys' home, they've overcome poverty and abuse to obtain success. Now living the lives they once only dreamed of, they're sure of one thing: they will never look back.<br><br>Then the past returns, by way of a cheap polyester suit and a smile Eric has never forgotten, and all the dark memories come crashing back. Lucky for him, Jimmy has no idea who Eric is, or who Eric used to be.

We Three Kings

Stacy checks the clock on her desk and shakes her head. Then she nods. “Well, yes, actually. But you’re only ten minutes late. He just showed up twenty minutes early.”


“Ah,” I wiggle my eyebrows. “Eager.”


“Indeed,” she grins. “Puppyish even.”


I groan and make a show out of swooning. “Tell me he’s not straight?”


Once again Stacy is laughing. “I dunno, boss. Apparently, he forgot to fill out that section on the application.”


“You can put that on an application now?” I ask, feigning amused disbelief. She hands me his resume and the aforementioned application, and my eyes dart all over the paper as if there actually is a section that would offer up the details and intricacies of my potential new hire’s sex life. “Go be a boss,” Stacy says, shaking her head.


Chapter 3