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“If I’m okay with what?” Eric asked desperately.
“I’m putting you on speaker.” I handed the phone back to my brother.
“I’d like you to rearrange your evening schedule to make Mrs. Johnson your last delivery.” Lincoln made it sound as if it were a choice, but it was impossible to say no to that voice.
“Okay. Can we come see you and Muffy and Beau after?”
And just like that, Lincoln got exactly what he wanted. The part I didn’t know was why. And I didn’t care. Eric was beyond happy.
“Absolutely.”
“Umm, slick? How are we supposed to get into the garage and the bat elevator without your thumbprint?” I merged into the turn lane.
“Leave that to me. See you soon.”
* * *
“He saidto touch the key pad.”
Eric pressed his thumb to the keypad by Lincoln’s elevator. In a few seconds, it opened. His mouth formed an O that probably matched mine.
Once we were closed inside, the elevator ascended. Access granted, it seemed.
How he’d programmed Eric’s thumbprint . . . I wasn’t going to ask.
When we arrived on Lincoln’s floor, the double front doors were open.
“Lincoln?” I called as we stepped into the foyer.
Paws clicking on the floors grew closer.
Muffy appeared around the corner like lightning . . . and . . . another dog was on his heels?
“Millie!” Eric shouted. He dropped to his knees and the two dogs peppered him with licks. He giggled as he tried to pet them both.
Lincoln leaned against the wall, arms folded, with his version of a smile on his face.
He’d done this. For Eric.
I ate up the space between us in quick strides, stopping just before I reached him. I pressed up on my toes and brushed my lips against his.
He pulled me against him and kissed me deeper.
“Isn’t that the best version of hello?” His voice was deep and teasing.
“As much as I hate to admit it, you’re right.”
“Muffy! Millieeee!” Eric was on his back, both dogs still licking him.
Lincoln snapped and they both stopped and sat straight. Eric grinned and put his arms around Millie, hugging her tightly.
“Are you hungry?” Lincoln looked intently at me.
But the dogs bolted toward him, mistakenly thinking the question was directed at them.
“You said the magic words,” I teased.
Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.
