Chapter 17

“Hey,” Grady said, that easy smile reminiscent of the night before and too many moments before that. “I didn’t expect to see you today.”

Colin blinked and resisted the temptation to rub his eyes. He needed to think of something more intelligent to say than um. He kept focusing on all the wrong details. Like the fact that Grady was freshly shaven and his collarbone was just visible over his shirt.

“Yeah. Likewise.”

Grady gestured toward the laptop. “I had some work I wanted to catch up on. And honestly, I didn’t have anything better to do today. What’s your excuse?”

“Tax receipts.” Colin gestured vaguely at his cubicle. “I promised Gwen I’d get them mailed by Monday.”

“That’s very…diligent of you.” He smiled. “Not that that surprises me.”

“Yeah, well. I’m just going to be…” Colin rubbed the back of his neck and turned away, but he couldn’t take the first step. Not quite. “Did I puke on you?”

The smile widened. “No. You tried. But you hit the bushes instead. Disappointed?”