Eliot shook his head. “I need to get back to the office, but I appreciate the offer. You can take me to lunch later in the week, and I’ll accidentally let it slip that I’m seeing you. Half of the LA media world already thinks you’re into me, anyway.” Eliot smiled wryly.
A tiny part of him had thought that, as well. Now, he knew better.
“Awesome.” Danny beamed at him. “I think this is gonna work out.”
“I really hope so.” Eliot stood, straightening his jacket out. “Because it seems like the kind of thing that could backfire horribly.”
“Not as long as we keep the secret.” Danny shrugged. “I mean, how would anyone know, otherwise?”
Eliot had to admit that was a good point. It wasn’t as though they’d be expected to release a sex tape or anything.
“Then I’ll see you later in the week,” Eliot said. “Love you.” He smirked, heading for the door.
“Love you too, honey,” Danny called after him. Eliot couldn’t help laughing at that.
Maybe Danny was right. This would be fine.
It might even be fun.
