Chapter 8Cisco came in through the mudroom and Greg helped him out of his overcoat and scarf. He walked down the hall to hang them in the closet. “We may get more snow tomorrow.” He gave Greg a light kiss on the lips as he headed toward the kitchen. All of a sudden, this is where I want to be. Last week I stayed at the hospital to do paperwork, today, I wanted to come home. Greg made a bare house into a home just by being here.
“Give me a minute. I’ll have a Manhattan for you in the great room, Sir. I’ll put out some stuffed mushrooms, cheese and crackers for you to nibble on until dinner. Do you want me to run you a bath? You have time, dinner is at eight; but if you’re hungry, I can have it ready by seven.” Cisco smiled, Greg was nervous. It seemed his sub babbled when he was anxious.
