Chapter 42
Friday night saw Jules back at the print shop. Freddie and Mark had stayed late after work, and the three of them were sitting around Freddie’s office drinking beers and playing cards.
“Fold,” Freddie said, throwing his cards down. “Mark wins again. You’ve got the ace up your sleeve, don’t you?”
“You just want me to take my shirt off, don’t you?” Mark said with a wink.
“You’re not my type,” Freddie said.
“I could be.” He blew Freddie a kiss.
“I’m going to tell your boyfriend you’re flirting with the boss again,” Jules said as he started to deal.
“My boss,” Mark corrected. “You quit. Quitter.”
“You’re welcome,” Jules said.
“You would not believe the number of phone calls we had to deal with this week,” Freddie said. “It’s been insane. And you’re hidden away behind a big
