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Sloan followed hih a bland entryway to an elevator They stood in aard silence as the elevator made its way up to the top floor He walked behind James into an equally bland apartment It wasn’t quite what he’d expected The house he’d lived in with Jarand staircase, e enough to host fifty people This was modest by comparison

“I sold the place in New York after you left,” James said suddenly “Too much for one person”

“It was too much for three,” Sloan countered “Never felt like much of a home”

“No,” Jauess it didn’t, did it? Now I have apartments like this where all my main offices are”

It sounded lonely Sloan frowned, not wanting to feel sorry for the bastard

“Drink?” James asked

Sloan shook his head “I’ Kinley to the club later”

“So, you’re still part of the scene? Kinley’s your sub”

It wasn’t a question, but he answered anyway He could sense a longing in James when he spoke of Kinley No one else would have noticed, but Sloan had known Ja time “Yes, she is”

Jae scotch then sat in a brown, leather armchair Sloan forced hie to walk back out the door He was no coward and, as Kinley had told him, he needed closure

“She’s well?” There was a dullness to James’s voice, but Sloan could tell by the very lack of emotion how interested he was in the answer

Yes, she was his, and she would stay his Whatever Ja, an interest Nothing more That’s the way he wanted it And if he wasn’t totally convinced of that, he chose to ignore the sliver of doubt

“She is I’ve made certain of that”

Jas out between you”

“She’s living with me now”