Chapter Six
Angel
“Here you go, Landon.” I handed him a glass of merlot. “I bet the kids you tutor don’t get to drink with you.”
“No, and I’m wondering if perhaps we should refrain from drinking until after our session is over.” Landon sipped the wine, and sighed. “Actually, this is delicious, and after the day I’ve had, it is very welcome.” He placed the glass down on his desk, then gestured for me to sit in the chair next to him.
Landon’s office wasn’t what I expected. It looked like a bomb had blown up in a computer factory. The wooden shelves lining the walls had more wires, computers, and tools than books, though his desk was immaculate. When I sat down, I made sure not to touch him. I needed him to be relaxed with me, and it took considerable willpower not to drag him out of his
