"Because you were the firstborn son, remember." Justin leaned down, hands sliding over the front of Jaime's jacket lightly. "And I doubt the world is going to end because some papers had to wait an hour or so. The deadline isn't till next week anyway, right?"

He was leaning down, lips barely brushing against Jaime's ear. "And it's not like you can't use the break if the work is driving you to drink already."