Chapter 2According to the National Weather Service, the sun didn’t rise until two minutes after five, so it was still dark and chilly when Ryan stepped out of the house. Clay hadn’t emerged from the master bedroom, but Ryan saw the light on under the door, and heard the distinctive sound of the bed rhythmically hitting the wall. Ryan couldn’t help but smile—that certainly explained how Clay found the time to enjoy his pretty wife.
Once outside, Ryan trotted across the yard, his hands buried in his pockets. The air was brisk, and did more to wake him up than a whole pot of hot coffee could have. The thought of seeing Teo again probably had something to do with his alertness. He wasn’t actually smitten with the man—not yet—but he suspected it would just be a matter of time. Unless Teo had a
