Three days later
Spider gave the front counter a final wipe-down and switched off the espresso machine. He looked around The Web, checked that all the windows were closed and locked. He went into his office to grab his jacket and he heard the door open, heard heavy footsteps on the wooden floor. He went back into the café.
“I’m sorry,” he said politely. “But we’re clo-”
The rest of the word died on his lips. Standing there – as big as life and twice as gorgeous – was Ace.
“Oh, my God.” Even though he’d been warned by King three days earlier, and he'd been waiting for this exact moment, and he knew that he had to act shocked to pull it off, Spider still almost fell backwards with the real shock of seeing him. “Oh, my God… what are you doing here?”
“Hey, Liam.” Ace almost smiled, kicke
