When we finally climbed out of bed it was almost noon. The temptation for both of us to call out at the symphony was huge, but ultimately Joshua was the better man, insisting we get our asses in gear and go in for rehearsals. Since we needed to be there by one pm, Josh took a shower at my place and I gave him a pair of slacks and a shirt he could wear. There was only one thing bothering me; Joshua was acting very skittish about anyone finding out about us at work.
“You don’t understand Serge, like the woman next to me, Onnie Belle Sanford, she’d accuse me of sleeping with you for special favors, or for preferential treatment. I mean, she’s nice and all that, but you know how musicians are. They’re jealous, and if they knew we were, well, you know…”
“We’re what?” I grinned, suppressing th
