Chapter 20: October Road
9:39 P.M.
We swam for an hour, showered together in separate stalls, and dressed in private. Before I left his gym, Matthew stopped me near the welcoming desk, pulled me against his solid chest, and said, “I want to see you again, Knight. You’re a nice guy and I kind of like you.”
“Likewise,” I said, numb beneath my epidermis, and nervous at the same time.
“What do you say we go out? I’m thinking a movie, walk in Talon Park, and a coffee with dessert.”
Was I ready for something like that? Could I date the man who had hired me to take on the leading, and only, case I was working? “I’m not sure I should mix business with pleasure,” I told him.
He waved a hand at me and said, “Don’t worry about that. I’m not going to fire you if you’re a lousy date. I don’t mane
