Reynaud grinned, sitting at the table as Burke made a large sandwich before joining him while he ate. Reynaud couldn’t take his gaze off the man who had become the center of his life. “I meant it when I said I missed you.”
“I know. I missed you, too.” Burke took another bite then put the sandwich down, taking Reynaud’s hands in his. “I have a confession to make. I had a long conversation with Antoine Saturday night.”
Reynaud knew that, as Antoine had told him the same thing. He didn’t admit it however, wanting to hear what Burke had to say. “And?” he replied.
“By then I was totally pissed at you—and him. I figured he was going to crow about how it was just as well you’d left because you’d have time to think and then decide to break up with me. I was wrong.” Burke smiled. “He laid it on
