With the glass in hand, he swirled it so the ice clinked against the crystal and mixed better with the whiskey. He turned to face a tender gaze. One that brought him a sense of peace. Love did strange things to people.

“So… what was it that…?”

“I don't want to talk about work, please,” he said, approaching and dropping onto the sofa. “But the truth is, no matter how much I don't want to, this thing between us is also, in one way or another, related to everything that's happening here. And I kno