“You look like death. Go to bed and we’ll talk in the morning.”
Cy opened the door. “I couldn’t have done this without you. I owe you big-time.”
“I’ll remember that when the captain gives me my next case.”
“Good night, Vic.” He shut the door and went in the house carrying his vest and pullover. Without turning on lights, he climbed the stairs to his bedroom in the loft located across from his office. He plunked his things in the chair and moved over to the bed to pull off his boots.
The moonlight coming through the window caused the gold band on his ring finger to gleam. He needed to remove it before he went into headquarters in the morning. The boss had told him to take the day off. For the first time since joining the Rangers, the thought of nothing to do all day long sounded like a death sentence.
A whole day without Kellie? He wouldn’t know what to do with himself. The captain’s question went round in his head.
According to your buddies, this marriage seems to have agreed with you. What do you say?
Cy threw back his head, afraid to answer it out loud. If he did that, it would be tantamount to a confession that could change his whole life. Especially if Kellie didn’t answer it the same way.
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