Chapter 3
Bruce and Julia offered to pick up her brothers and their partners at the airport. Luke and I lounged on his leather sofa admiring our decorating skills. He stretched and let his arm rest on the back of the sofa behind my head.
“Daniel, we have the kids sorted out for accommodation. The offer still stands if you want to crash here. I’ll show you the guest room and you can decide. It’ll make things more convenient for us to work together preparing the holiday feast.”
He leaned closer while his finger teased the hair at the nape of my neck. I avoided looking at him and sighed. He must have taken it as a hint of impatience because he quickly pulled his arm down and stood.
“Care for some coffee? It’ll only take a few minutes to brew a pot.” He wasn’t smiling.
I think I pissed hi
