Chapter 8
“Morning, sleepy head. Rise and shine. We both have things to do and it won’t happen here.”
Leander opened his eyes, quickly closing them against the bright sunlight. It took him a moment to remember where he was—and why. “Depends on what things you’re talking about,” he said, before looking again and realizing Caiden was fully dressed and holding a cup of coffee. “Yeah, work. Or at least talking to our superiors.”
“Not something I’m looking forward to in Zander’s case,” Caiden replied.
“If he’s as smart as Rian, and since I worked with him before the big split I know he is, he’ll listen before trying to rip you a new ass,” Leander said. He got out of bed, kissed Caiden to confirm his statement—and because he liked kissing him. Then, not taking the chance things might progres
