Chapter 5
The next day was brutal, as expected, and by the time the week had ended and Saturday came around, I was more than ready for a break. In fact, I was pretty close to calling it quits. I was so tired of the drama. When Simms called me after midnight, however, I knew something was up.
We’d been texting back and forth throughout the week, quick missives to say hello or send something dirty which just left me hot and bothered. I was so ready to see him on Sunday, it wasn’t funny. Somehow, though, I didn’t think it was going to happen.
“Fitz, you’re going to hate me,” he began over the phone, and I could almost see him rubbing his head in frustration.
“Not possible. You have to work, don’t you?” I tried not to sigh, because I knew to expect this, but I’d been so looking forward to
