Thirty-Six
Another day passed, and Max pushed in the final chair at The Ruby Room. Gideon’s show was due to start in four hours. He took himself to the farthest wall and ran his gaze over the space, the updated chandelier sporting less ruby glass and a little more rainbow.
For the first time in months, his skin tingled with excitement. The club’s rushed repairs forced him to focus in a way that he hadn’t managed in years. Not since his time as a competitive swimmer, staring down the challenge of a long-haul race, his perspective sharpened after Gideon’s motivational talk.
Soon, Freya would be in to look over the repairs. He hadn’t seen her since yesterday morning when she’d been a total wreck, demanding he leave. Though he wasn’t stupid enough to think one day would change her mind alto
