Chapter 38

Leo had called to ask Blake if he wanted to play a few sets of racquetball before they had to meet Brad at Blake’s penthouse.

It had been a few years since Blake played racquetball. Nevertheless, he accepted the invite and hoped he didn’t lose as badly to Leo as he did to Lacey at tennis. As the saying goes, hope springs eternal.

He lost three sets of singles to Leo at the New York Athletic Club.

They went to the tap room for drinks before showering and changing.

“You’re a happy man these days, brother,” Leo remarked and sipped his imported beer. They were sitting at the bar.

“That’s what the love of a good woman can do for a man,” Brad bragged proudly.

Leo smiled. “Lacey is lovely. I’m sure you’re excited about tomorrow. Since we have a few minutes alone, I would like to say –”

“Ugh, you’re not going to get mushy on me, are you?” Blake jested.

“Not too much. I just want to say