“It’s bad. And that kiss that night—it only made things worse. That’s why I’m quitting—partly, anyway. It’s that bad. It’s made things kind of unbearable for me at the station. I suspect you’ve known all along. It must have made you so angry. You’re there to do a job—and you’ve got this house full of guys who underestimate you like every minute of the day—and the last thing you need is some rookie mooning over you.” Now he was making me smile. “Mooning?” “Pretty much.” “Since when?” He met my eyes. “Since the first day.” “The first day?” I asked. “The first day at the station?” He nodded.
