Liam found that the closer it got to four, the less he was able to concentrate on what he was supposed to be doing. He realized just how bad things were getting when his assistant, Blake, told him to go sit down, “Because you just told Mr. Jones to get going on the heavy bag and he hasn’t even done warm-ups.”
“Not good,” Liam muttered.
“Nope. So take a break. What’s got you all spacey in the first place? A heavy date?”
“Yeah. No. Not a date. Just dinner with a friend.”
Since Blake was one of only a few people who knew he was gay, Liam wasn’t surprised when he said, “He must be pretty special.”
Liam tried to shrug casually. “It’s Jace. You know him.”
“Yep. Seems like a nice guy. When’s he getting here? Or are you meeting him—Never mind, question answered.”
Liam swung around and smile
