Brad stopped dead just inside the doors, staring in shock at the last person on earth he’d have expected to see here. His skin felt hot, then cold, as an entire series of unidentifiable emotions flooded through him like a tidal wave. Nate – the captain was here. In England. Why was he here?
The captain rose from his seat and walked toward him, slowly, like he was unsure of his reception. His gaze was fastened on Brad just as Brad’s was on him, and as he came closer Brad saw that Nate had the strangest expression on his face, one Brad had never seen before. He couldn’t figure out what it was, because the only term that was coming to him to describe it was awe, and that obviously couldn’t be right.
Nate stopped five feet away and, oddly, cleared his throat twice before greeting him. “Serge
