Chapter 24The buzzer for the outside front door sounded, and I jumped. It had been unused, except for the occasional FedEx or UPS person, pretty much since I’d closed up the business.
I thumbed the intercom. “Yes?”
“I’m looking for William Matheson.” The voice was sexy, a warm, mellow baritone, and my gut clenched. Was this someone who’d realized belatedly what a catch my lover was and was going to try to take him from me?
“He’s not here.”
“Can you tell me when he’ll be in?”
“Why should I?”
“Well, I’m Peter Matheson. His uncle.”
Oh, s**t. “Hold on, I’ll buzz you in. Uh…we’re on the third floor.”
“Thanks.”
The only one of Wills’s uncles I’d met had been Jake, his cousin Harry’s father. I knew there were two others: Pete, the Marine and Simon, the professor who lived with his family
