Chapter 12
“What’cha think?” Hayden handed the sketch pad he’d had resting on his knees while he worked across the bed to Neal.
Neal leaned to the side and took the pad, taking a minute to examine the drawing. “I like this.”
“It’s one of the drawings I had to turn in with my final dissertation, and I’ll include it with my design portfolio when I go to my interviews.” He retrieved the sketch pad and held it up between them. “It’s Kirchner One. Or will be someday.” He smiled and shrugged. “Probably a few years away yet. I do have to get a job first.”
Neal took the pad again, this time setting it down, and inched closer to Hayden to give him a kiss. “I love it almost as much as I love you.” He swung off the bed. “But now we should think about getting dressed. I sent a van to the airport t
