Page 189 of Captivated

His mouth watered. “Your supper is making me hungry,” he admitted.

Robert smiled. “Good. Because it’s not my supper—it’s yours.” He stood aside to reveal the dining table.

Oh my.

It was covered with a snow-white tablecloth. Two wine glasses stood, sparkling in the light, an ice bucket next to them, containing a bottle. Red napkins lay folded next to the silverware.

In the center of the table was a vase filled with red roses.

“This… this is for us?”

Robert nodded. “It was all Toby’s idea. He said we should do something special to celebrate.”

“Him coming home?”

Robert’s eyes were warm. “No—you two becoming a couple. I’d say that’s worth celebrating, wouldn’t you?” He gestured to the table. “Everything’s ready. The dessert is in the kitchen. Matt’s gone for the night, so it’s just the pair of you. Leave by the patio door when you’re done.” He smiled. “Enjoy.” He fished his keys from his pocket. “And now I really must go.” He didn’t move, however. “Back to my earlier question. Do I share this with your dad?”

Nate smiled. “No. This is somethingIwant to share with him.”

Robert patted Nate’s arm. “I thought that might be the case.” With that, he left by the front door.

Nate gaped. “This is amazing.”

Zeeb chuckled. “That’s because he’s an amazing man.” He pulled a chair out. “Your seat, Mr. Caldwell.”

Nate grinned. “Why, thank you, Mr. Nolan.” He stared at the beautiful flower arrangement. “Our first date was memorable,especially when we nearly got caught by those riders. I didn’t think we could top that.”

Zeeb kissed his forehead, then stepped back and smirked. “Oh, I think we cantopit.”

Inside, butterflies were riding broncin’ bucks, but that was only because what he’d said during the day was true.

Nate was important to him, and he had to make it right.

For both of them.

Chapter Fifty

Zeeb pushed out a contented sigh.“Man, that was awesome.” And totally unexpected.That was so sweet.Even more because Toby had come up with the idea while he was stuck in the hospital.

But that’s both of them. Two great guys, unselfish to the core.

He glanced at Nate as they drove up to the cabin and stopped. “You’re awful quiet.”

Except it was more than quiet. Something was brewing. It had been before they’d even gotten to the dessert.

And it appeared whatever it was had followed them home.

“Sorry. My mind was someplace else.”

“Wanna share?” If Nate wanted to talk, that was fine by Zeeb.

We’ve got time.Anything else Zeeb might’ve had in mind could wait.

Nate switched off the engine. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

“Why? You know you can tell me anything.”

He sat so stiffly. “It’s not a good idea because if I do share, it’s going to end up being a full-on, meltdownrant.”

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