Jake’s spontaneous invitation surprised him as much as it had apparently startled Boz. The impulsive words settled in his gut with a thud as he caught the shutters sliding closed in Boz’s dark eyes. An expressionless calm settled over the other man’s face.
Damn, maybe that was a stupid move on my part. Well, s**t, we do need to plan this thing a little more than we have so far, anyway.
He wasn’t sure whether he was sorry or relieved when Boz agreed to the meeting. It seemed like a long time and also like no time at all until he slid into the cracked bench seat opposite Boz in a corner booth at the homey café. In contrast to the first response to his invitation, Jake saw Boz now appeared completely at ease. He smiled as Jake approached. A trace of sardonic humor lit his ebony gaze.
“Took
