Chapter 16

Eli showed no signs of stopping. He’d made the second pot of coffee around one, and was still nursing it, even though the last cup had been mostly sludge. His dark eyes danced every time he looked away from his laptop, which wasn’t often at all with the work he was trying to get from it. The quieter Jarrett got, the more Eli chattered, like he had to make up for the silence with his own side of the conversation, regardless of whether Jarrett participated or not.

Jarrett didn’t actually mind. Normally, his apartment was a tomb. The only noise it got was the CD player every once in a while, and Ven’s voice when she came out to Aurora to see him. Having Eli around warmed the sometimes sterile space, like he’d left the windows open during a hot summer day. He could easily get used to the company. It was a shame he couldn’t allow himself to get used to it.