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The certainty in his voice surprised me.

Not because I doubted his marriage.

Because I couldn’t remember the last time I had answered any question that easily.

Wolf leaned back.

“We could use you.”

“I just got here.”

“You didn’t lose your skills while driving around the country.”

“You haven’t seen me work in years.”

“I know who you are.”

“I’m not the same man.”

“None of us are.”

I looked toward the office door.

Dylan laughed in the dining room. Max’s ears moved toward the sound.

“What would I do?”

“Whatever needs doing until you decide what you want.”

“That isn’t a job description.”

“It’s the one we all started with.”

I rubbed a hand across my jaw.

Wolf waited.

He had always been good at that.

Most people rushed to fill the silence.

Wolf used it as a weapon.

“I don’t know how long I’m staying,” I said.

“Then work while you’re here.”

“What if I leave?”

“Your room will still be here.”

The answer hit harder than it should have.

I looked at him.

“You can’t keep waiting for me.”

“We weren’t waiting.”