Chapter 6Harley paced the floor after Ryan’s call, replaying it in his head. When he thought of the words he’d spoken to Ryan the previous day, he blushed with shame. He’d given away with ease that he knew of the rumors of Ryan’s whoring on the side, and Ryan must now know the truth: that Harley was preoccupied with these rumors and that he was hot for him. But clearly Ryan had known anyway, before this. That word he’d used. Beholden. He was under no illusions about their working relationship, try as Harley might to hide his attraction, and Ryan didn’t return it, judging by the fact he’d almost hit Harley. Jesus. How could he ever face Ryan again?
He couldn’t concentrate on any work. Instead he took a novel down to the living room and laid full length on the couch, enjoying the stillness
