Chapter 13

Fifteen minutes later, Clark shoved his book under one arm when he saw Daniel walk out the front door. Clark couldn’t help but grin as he watched Daniel give Clark the once over, turn to go, pause, and whip his head back around in a vicious double-take. Clark grinned.

So he definitely remembers me.

Daniel’s apparent shock inspired a wave of butterflies, and Clark had to remind himself of all he knew about this man. The least of it was that Daniel had already turned him down. So there was no point in making this about anything but business.

Picking up the half-empty container of tea, Clark ambled toward Daniel, easy smile on his face. He tossed the cup into a trash can and paused a few feet away from Daniel, one hand slipping into his pocket.

“Hey there,” Clark said.

“Hello,” Daniel said, and chuckled. “I thought you were one of the students there for a minute.”