Well Suited by Devyn Morgan

Author:Devyn Morgan [Morgan, Devyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
Publisher: Devyn Morgan
Published: 2017-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Rory’d become accustomed to seeing CJ come through his door at nine a.m., and there he was. With the biggest smile and an armload of packages, the suit jacket on its hanger, and an outfit to horrify a tailor’s heart.

Since he produced a dress shirt in a plastic wrap, Rory could only assume he meant to wear it. Which would be an improvement on the black “Visit Scenic Gallifrey” T-shirt CJ currently wore over the charcoal suit trousers.

“Rory! We did it!” CJ extended his grin to include Aunt Sue. “I’m supposed to be back at Sonnenberg’s office at eleven, and er, um… thanks for the shoes and the shirt. Um, it’s not fresh enough to wear again, and erm…” His voice dropped to a murmur. “I’ll run it through the wash.”

“The shirt laundry on 14th and Race, tell them it’s mine, no starch,” Rory whispered. If CJ had done anything at all like what Rory’d done last night, that shirt was a mass of wrinkles as well. Rory’d put on CJ’s vacated T-shirt last night, and hadn’t wanted to take it off this morning. Fortunately, the jersey wasn’t much the worse for having been slept in. Though there were spatters….

More loudly, he directed the removal of the cheap oxfords in the cardboard box, which could only have come from a twenty-four hour store likely ending in -Mart. “You should take those shoes back and wear mine again. I’ll take you shopping as soon as we have the leisure for it. Now, tell us all about it!”

CJ regaled them with the events of last night while Rory pressed the shirt. At least the collar was more or less the right shape, in spite of its Mart-ly origins.

“And I think he’s going to go for it!” CJ concluded happily.

“Once the client signs off on your work, you can say everything professional is concluded, and then…” Rory could only hope.

“Yeah.” CJ’s eyes became pools for Rory to drown in.

“Well, the mail came, so why don’t you boys run everything through your magic box, and make sure Rory knows how to do it,” Aunt Sue suggested, her hands full of envelopes. “Then he can teach me.” She stared pointedly at Rory. He pretended to wilt under her reproach.

“Okay, one more coaching session for the client and we’ll call it good.” Rory stole the mail and headed to the office, CJ right behind him.

Only two envelopes needed attention—the rest hit the circular file. Rory fed the single sheet to the scanner, and with minimal coaching, opened the file, verified the scanned fields, and collated to the main books. “This is so cool!” he gloated, and just to maintain his up-to-the-minute accuracy, clicked into the payment screen. “Forty-seven dollars and twelve cents for new shears, paid!”

The bank balance adjusted itself. “This has to be wrong!” Rory yelped. “It’s thousands of dollars less than yesterday.”

“There’s got to be a reason,” CJ said grimly. “Click here, then here.” He navigated them to the hideous explanation. There it was—a credit card reversal of $3500.

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