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Be brave, Ollie. For both of us. You have nothing to lose.
“Hi.”
Chapter 16
Kaspar
Holy shit.
I had a visceral reaction to the voice. The last time I had heard it, I’d blown its owner, and then sucked off his husband while he had fucked me.
Brace yourself.
Ollie still took my breath away.
“Ollie, hi.”
The man moved in, hugged me, and kissed my cheek. I hugged him back automatically.
He smells great.
“It’s lovely to see you, Kaspar. How are you?”
“Oh, I…good. Yeah, I’m good. What about you? Bo?”
“We’re fine. Are you on your lunch break?”
“Yeah, I needed a few minutes of peace away from my colleagues.”
His bright laugh made my heart happier than it should. “Oh, I’ll leave you be, then. I just wanted to say ‘hi’.”
“No, please,” I said way too quickly. “Why don’t you stay for a bit? Or do you have somewhere to be?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Have lunch with me?”
Ollie tilted his head and contemplated me for a moment. “Yeah, okay. I’d like that.”
We chose the same protein-laden bowl with sweet potatoes and pomegranate from the menu.
“Can I invite you?” Ollie asked me with his smartwatch poised over the card reader. The cashier looked expectantly from one of us to the other, clearly waiting for someone to claim the bill.
“Oh, uh, that’s not necessary.”
“No, but it would make me happy to pay for you.” With a small wink, he indicated to the server to put everything on his tab.
I grabbed our rhubarb sodas from the counter and balanced them on the tray, leaving Ollie to get cutlery for us.
“Thank you,” I told him when we’d taken opposite seats at a tiny table in a corner.
His eyes held mine for a moment. Seeing his smile soften made me happier than it should. “You’re welcome.”
“What are you working on here in the city?” Ollie asked. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know what you do for a job.”
I grinned. If I’d needed another sign Ollie wasn’t from here, this was it. No German would have spent hours in bed with someone without knowing what they did for a living.
“I think we were a little preoccupied last time.”
