Chapter 9
“Call in sick tomorrow,” Ran told Parrish late Sunday afternoon. He ran his palm along his lover’s spine, down to the curve of his ass, and squeezed. Such a nice ass. “It’s a half day anyway, and not much work will get done. I’ve been trying to convince the board to shut down the day before Christmas.”
“You’re a good man to work for.”
“I want my employees to be happy.”
“You make this employee very happy.” Parrish turned his head and nuzzled Ran’s shoulder. “What are we going to do tomorrow?” If he worried everyone was going to think he was seriously hungover, he didn’t voice his concerns.
“Let me surprise you.”
“Okay.”
Meanwhile, they had to eat. He rolled out of bed and reached for the shorts Parrish had stripped off him earlier. “Would you like to go to the Wild Rose for
