Allyn and Ransom – 18

 

 

Late the next morning, once he was actually awake enough to think, Allyn called Liam. Because they'd talked about it, he knew his friend had planned on going to the film festival party. Liam was a movie addict and never missed the chance to become involved with anything having to do with films—and the possible chance of meeting one the actors or actresses who had appeared in movies he'd seen.

 

It was not Allyn's thing, so he'd opted for the ballet fundraiser, laughing when Liam had pronounced ballet old folks' entertainment. Something Allyn and Ransom had decided on their own at the end of their evening at the party.  

 

Now, Allyn waited impatiently for Liam to answer his call. When it went to voicemail he frowned then left a message. "Call me as soon as you wake up, sleepyhead."

 

Half an hour later, when Liam hadn't responded to his message, Allyn called once more, only to be sent to voicemail—again—and left basically the same message.

 

"This isn't like him," Allyn muttered, hanging up.

 

"Isn't like who?" Miranda asked, wandering into the breakfast nook where Allyn was at the moment.

 

"Liam. It's almost noon and he hasn't replied to either of my voicemails."

 

"Didn't you see him last night?"

 

"No. He went to the film festival thing, while Ransom and I were at the ballet fundraiser."

 

"You and Ransom? Interesting." She smiled wickedly at him.

 

"Purely business. I was helping him out with a case he's working."

 

"The one concerning the kidnappings?"

 

"Yeah." Allyn poured a cup of coffee, then one for her when she asked.

 

"So maybe while you were playing detective, Liam decided to try a new flavor of the month, so to speak."

 

"He wouldn't," Allyn protested. Although he wasn't so certain she wasn't right. After all, he and Liam weren't exclusive, despite the fact they seemed to spend at least one night a week in bed together.

 

"Stop worrying," Miranda said, patting his arm. "He'll call, all apologetic and with some excuse, like he got royally wasted and didn't even get home until morning."

 

"Probably," Allyn agreed, hoping it was the case.