Ran led his lover up to the door of his building. “Parrish, this is Adams, one of the best doormen in the business.”
“That’s kind of you to say, sir.”
It was also the truth. He’d saved Ran from a number of former lovers who’d received white roses and had been livid about it. Not that Ran couldn’t have dealt with them himself.
“This is Parrish Rutledge, Adams. He’ll be staying with me for a while, until he finds a home of his own.”
“How do you do, Mr. Adams.” Parrish held out his hand, and Ran had to admit he was pleased his lover didn’t give the doorman attitude.
“Just Adams, sir. It’s good to meet you.” He turned to Ran. “You’ll inform security, sir?”
“I will.”
“Very good.” Adams opened the door for them, and they stepped inside.
Ran let Parrish gaze around the luxurious lobby for
