20
AIDEN
Wildcat’s name popped on my screen, his Wild Thing ring tone sending a rush through my blood.
“My favorite man,” I answered with a grin.
“Want some company?” Jed asked, his words rushed and breathless.
It sounded like he was looking for more than someone to hang with, but I refused to get my hopes up. I’d decided to give him his space and time to get s**t straightened out, but I wasn’t counting chickens before those f*****g eggs got their s**t together and hatched.
Preferably on my lap.
“Pizza and Firefly?” I suggested.
“Be over in a bit.”
“I’ll put in the order.”
Still grinning, I did as promised. I pulled out some plates and napkins and set my sketchbook and the graphic novel stuff we’d been working on to the side of the coffee table we preferred to eat at.
The pizza
