The moment I climbed the stairs to the apartment above Lawson Customs, Diesel greeted me at the door with enough enthusiasm to suggest I'd been gone for a week instead of a few hours.
"You're getting dramatic." I said as his tail thumped happily against the wall.
"I was only bowling." I said but he looked completely unconvinced.
I laughed, scratched behind his ears and walked toward the bedroom with my phone still in my hand. Jace's message remained open on the screen, and every time I read it, the same small smile found its way back onto my face.
He hadn't demanded. He hadn't assumed. He had simply asked. Somehow that mattered more than I could explain so I typed a quick reply.
I'd like that. I'll be there soon.
The response came back almost immediately.
Drive safely.
I shook my h
