Chapter 46

“You can give me your recommendations when this is over,” Isaac said, “but I expect it to be thorough. Now, we wait for Luke.”

“Giving orders again?” Andrew sauntered up to him, gripping the side of Isaac’s neck and crowding into his body now that they were alone. He pressed the curve of his thumb down Isaac’s jugular into the dip of his throat like the precursor to a squeeze at Christmas. “Like I said, isn’t it my turn?”

Isaac would have dropped to his knees right there if they weren’t on the clock.

“That is happening,” he reached up to take Andrew’s hand, caressing it meaningfully as he peeled the fingers away, “but you have to be patient. Luke may be big, but he doesn’t usually lose this kind of race.” Isaac pensively looked the direction he should be coming from.

Andrew looked too, his dominant stance fading as he took Isaac’s cue.

They waited, but Luke still didn’t appear. When a full two minutes passed, Isaac knew something was wrong.