Chapter 7
Sean watched Emerson disappear among the crowd. At the corner, when Emerson glanced back, Sean’s breath caught in his throat. The man was incredibly gorgeous. And that kiss. Slow but satisfying. A promise of good things to come, he hoped.
He shrugged his coat back over his shoulders and rewrapped the scarf around his face. At least outside it wouldn’t cause comment. The February chill made a good excuse for bulky clothing.
Out on the street, Sean pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed Jake.
“I’m all done. Can you come pick me up?”
“The car’s already on the way.”
“Thanks.”
He leaned against the building, watching the flood of people head up and down the street. Most didn’t even glance his way. Despite what Emerson said, it was a good disguise.
The SUV pulled up and Se
