Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 70

Chapter 70

I didn’t expect Hogan to swing by with meds in the dead of night. Caught me off guard, and I felt a tad guilty, too.

But then I thought, our slim thread of a connection wasn’t enough for Mr. Zade to go out of his way like this.

I figured it must be something to do with the couple’s space on the site.

Looking at the code I was hammering out, I got this weird itch in my chest.

I muttered a thanks, deliberately sidestepping that awkward moment, and said all polite–like, “Still knee–deep in code, not gonna walk you out, Mr. Zade.”

Basically showing him the door.

Hogan blinked, rooted to the spot, his gaze sliding over the hand warmer I was clutching, and he asked, “No heating?”

Heating? He thought this was the Rainbow Capital or something.

In an old office block like ours, we were lucky to have central air, let alone heating.

I forced a smile, “Not cold.”

Hogan didn’t bite, surprisingly pulled up a chair, and sat down.

I guessed he wasn’t leaving tonight without some answers, so I flipped to the couple’s space

“See anything that needs tweaking,

scooted closer in his chair, took a quick peek, and said,

+

that line

“Give me

the next thing, his

ask, “Since when did

realized he was holding the detective novel Darren had given me.

how Hogan pegged me as a mystery buff. I fobbed him off, “Good content, colorful plot.”

“Huh.”

nowhere, so I zipped it and

and we both fell silent. In the wide office, all you could hear

lively yet

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09:54.

Chapter 70

task done, I asked, “How about now, Mr.

“Let me see.

wheeled his chair over, suddenly closing the

I clicked the mouse, there was a “pop,” and the overhead light went out, the monitor screen following

blown fuse, I’ll check.”

Hogan to scoot over.

my palm accidentally covered the back of

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