“I’m going away on business.”
“Again? Are you seeing someone?”
Dan watched Paula drop her hands, fisting them alongside her thighs. He didn’t have time for tantrums.
“No. Got to make a living.”
“How long will you be gone?”
His lips formed just enough of a line to let her know he’d smiled. “Couple of days.”
Hearing Steve’s impatient horn outside he picked up his bag and went out. “Ready?”
Steve laughed. “If you get me into more trouble than I already am, you are so dead!”
From the passenger’s seat Dan gave him a you-know-you-love-it grin.
“Mud-wrestling champ!”
“Again? Are you seeing someone?”
Dan watched Paula drop her hands, fisting them alongside her thighs. He didn’t have time for tantrums.
“No. Got to make a living.”
“How long will you be gone?”
His lips formed just enough of a line to let her know he’d smiled. “Couple of days.”
Hearing Steve’s impatient horn outside he picked up his bag and went out. “Ready?”
Steve laughed. “If you get me into more trouble than I already am, you are so dead!”
From the passenger’s seat Dan gave him a you-know-you-love-it grin.
“Mud-wrestling champ!”
