Alfred had a sour face when I came out of the elevator the next morning. Probably because it’s almost noon, not really morning anymore, and I was so reluctant to come in. Mariana and her friend decided to keep the gallery closed for the next few days until a curator could be hired to replace her.
Coming to work was the last thing I wanted to do after the day we had yesterday. I just wanted to stay at home with my sexy mate the entire day.
Alfred wasn’t having that. He called and mind linked me until I gave up trying to play hookie and came in.
For such a short guy, his attitude is pretty big. He and my mate would get along great.
“Your face is going to get stuck like that one day,” I smiled smugly at him before tossing him my jacket, hitting him in the face.
He growls, making me laugh
