Page 31 of Starting Over in Cedarwood

“Go ahead. I’ll see you tonight, so it’s not like you’re bothering me.” Kevin kissed him. “Deal with that, but don’t goof around. I hate watching movies alone.”

“You have Leo.”

“He sits on my chest and obscures the view.”

“That might be a problem.” Shaun swiped to answer the call. “See you.” He turned his attention to the phone. “Remy.”

“Finally,” Remy said. “I see you in the parking lot. Hurry up.”

“Ouch.” He waved to Kevin as he backed out of his spot. He kept waving until Kevin drove out of sight. Once his boyfriend was gone, Shaun walked into the building.

Remy stood in the foyer. “Sorry I had to call, but you weren’t in your office. Where is everyone? Did I call a holiday and forget about it?”

“They went to lunch,” Shaun said. “I thought you knew.” What the staff did wasn’t his business.

“Nope.” Remy tucked his phone into his breast pocket. “The feature?”

“I’m polishing. It should be on your desk within the hour.”

“Good,” Remy said. “Get it done and you’re good for the day. I like the photo you chose. The pup is cute.”

“Cara liked it, too. She seemed interested in him.” The mixed breed dog had adorable floppy ears and would make anyone a good pet. The little thing reminded Shaun of a mini Great Dane.

“She could use a dog.” Remy nodded. “Get the story done. Go. I don’t want to wait all day.”

“Yes, sir.” Shaun strolled into the office. Getting used to Remy’s quirks took time, but he seemed to understand him better. Remy wanted stuff done now and had a short attention span.Oh well.Remy knew how to steer the paper in the right direction and Shaun didn’t mind. He preferred to have deadlines and tasks. Too much wiggle room got him into trouble because he tended to overanalyze and take extra time.

He settled behind his desk and opened his laptop. In moments, he got to work. The story didn’t need much polish. It was straightforward and sleek. He added a couple of extra sentences, then sat back for a final read-through. If he fiddled with it any longer, he’d screw the story up. Instead, he sent the photo and article straight to Remy’s email.

“Done,” Shaun murmured. He rolled away from his desk and stretched. The weight of getting the story done was off his shoulders. He could relax tonight and enjoy his time with Kevin.

He logged out of his laptop and shut the computer down. After he packed up his things, he stopped by Remy’s office. “I sent it through.”

“Got it.” Remy waved without looking up from his laptop. “You’re off?”

“To see Kevin, yes.”

“Have fun.” Remy never switched his focus from the computer screen, like Shaun wasn’t there.

Shaun should’ve been insulted, but he wasn’t—no point. He sighed and returned to his office long enough to ensure he had everything, then switched off the lights and locked up. He headed out to his car. In just a little while, he’d be with Kevin.

He settled behind the wheel and plugged his phone into the charger. As he backed out of the spot, his phone rang and Cheryl’s name came on the display screen. He tapped the button on the steering wheel to answer the call hands-free. “Hi.”

“You’re a hard man to reach,” Cheryl said. “Where have you been?”

“How many times have you tried to call?” He navigated through town to the grocery store. “I haven’t been MIA.”

“I tried once, but I’m used to you just being there,” she said. “Where have you been?”

“With Kevin and at work. It’s been hectic. Between the proofs not being right and other stuff, I haven’t had time to breathe.”

“Kevin? You’re still together?”

“I am, and he’s great.”

“When do I get to meet him?”

“Soon.” He wanted to show off his boyfriend to everyone.

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