Chapter 6As soon as Ben dropped the card in the mail slot at the post office, he knew he’d screwed up. Jason had thought Ben was missing his lady, and he’d gone and outed himself.
He rushed up to the counter. “Please, can I get back the card I just mailed?”
“Nope.” The woman behind the counter didn’t even bother looking up.
“But—”
“Federal offense to tamper with the U.S. mail.”
“I don’t want to tamper with it. I just want it back.”
“Sorry.”
Shit.
She finally looked up at him. “I am sorry. Have a good day.”
“You, too,” he said morosely. His mother had taught him to be polite, even if it killed him.
Oh well. Jason was just a guy who’d paid it forward. He’d done Ben the favor of letting him know Rick had never gotten his card. The new card Ben had picked out was on his desk…and what
