I am SOCLOSE to being done with this outtake. Tonight or tomorrow, for certain. Here's a little teaser for your patience.

“Hey, J,” he answered.

“Hello,” I said, trying to keep the smirk from my voice. I'm sure I failed miserably.

“How was your night?”

“It was good. Mostly paperwork and boring shit, though I'm grateful for nights that don't involve drama,” I said.

“I missed you today,” he confessed. “I had a hard time concentrating on work when all I wanted to do was think about you.”