“Want to stop for a drink?” Leander asked, after they left the house.
“Right now, I could use four or five,” Caiden replied ruefully.
Leander put his arm around Caiden’s shoulders. “That bad?”
“I always stress before a job. This time, however…Yeah, it’s not going to be an easy one, I suspect.”
“You’ll do fine. I have faith in you.”
Caiden chuckled. “You’re just saying that because you want me in your bed tonight.”
“Tonight? How about every night? But that’s not why I said it. You know what you’re doing, and you must do it well or you wouldn’t be working for Zander. Ergo, everything will work out just as we’ve planned.”
Glancing away self-consciously, Caiden changed the subject, saying, “Your car, or mine, or both?”
“Yours. I took the quick way over here.”
“Do you do that often?” C
