::What can I say?:: Matt countered. ::I’m there.::
But when he reached the desk, the only person there was Roxie. She stared at the computer screen as she sipped at the remnants of a Frappaccino from Starbucks, and only spared him the slightest glance as he approached. “Hey, Vic. You looking for Boy Wonder?”
Vic dropped his gym bag at his feet and leaned on the desk. “He said he’d be here to see me out.”
Without taking her gaze off her computer, Roxie reached for the phone and dialed Matt’s extension. Into the receiver, she threatened, “You better get your ass up here, hot cheeks, or I’m stealing your man.”
Mentally, Vic heard his lover’s response, ::Roxie!:: He frowned to keep from grinning. She knew just what buttons to push with Matt; they argued like siblings. Vic doubted his lover
