“Just that I should play my heart out. I guess he really was bothered by how much was going on here, yesterday,” Venkat said into his neck. “He was still agitated this morning, kind of furtive, you know? I guess he’d been on the phone for a few hours by the time I woke up.”
“He’s not trying to take you to Chicago early?” Harper asked.
“No. I mean, he hasn’t said.” Venkat kissed John’s cheek, smiling against it. Into his ear, he whispered, “Like honey.”
“Little bee,” John whispered back, flushing warm all over.
“What if…” Robin narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. “What if he’s trying to duck our friends? Did he recognize The Lady, Vee?”
Venkat pulled out of the hug reluctantly and set down his case, shaking his head. “He didn’t say much last night. I was kind of surprised about it. Except…
