He knew the sound of that voice instantly. Riley looked up and wiggled his eyebrows, “My finest? My good sir, you could never afford my finest!” It was a playful challenge and one with no backing as Riley uncapped a beer and set it on the counter for Finn with a smile. Every time he laid eyes on the tall blonde it always felt like the first time.
“Get caught up at work?” The question was full of amusement. He didn’t mind that his fiancé hadn’t shown up at the top of the hour. There were still many who had yet to arrive that were invited, or at least he supposed so. Finn looked good, as always, and RIley couldn’t help but feel the sense of pride that came.