"Please," Jonathan added for him, but he did mercifully uncuff him. And then, in a moment worthy of some drama music gently swelling up, he got his arms under his prone body and lifted him up as if he weighed nothing. He was light, perhaps even lighter than the little boss.

Jonathan carried him over to the bed, where he put him down gently. And then, as if they were a couple getting ready for bed, he stepped back and started to remove his own clothes. "You seem beat. Too much to drink and too much enjoyment. Get some rest."