Chapter 11It was a miserable gray day a couple of weeks later. I was in my office setting up a spreadsheet for a possible client when I heard a key in the lock. A glance at the clock on my computer showed that it was only midafternoon. I got up and went into the foyer, just as Wills let himself in the door.
“You’re home early, babe. What’s up?” When I would have kissed him, he held his hand out.
“Stay away from me.” Before I had the chance to feel hurt, he gave a violent sneeze.
“Bless you.”
“Thank you. Dammit. I think I’m coming down with something. I’ve been sneezing all afternoon.”
“Oh, babe…”
“I feel like shit.” There were twin spots of hectic color on his cheeks. “Mr. Vincent took one look at me and sent me home.”
“You need to be in bed.” I rubbed his shoulders. “I’ll make you
