Chapter 19

The younger man shrugged. “Um, you hadn’t talked to me since Sunday.”

“I told you I was busy with a case.”

“Yeah, I know now.” He pressed a button on the blender and its loud noise prevented any conversation. When it finished, he poured the drink into two glasses. “But until you told me tonight, well, I thought maybe you didn’t have a good time when we were together.”

Nathan linked his hand with Barnaby’s. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was giving you that impression. I guess I’m just not used to seeing someone at work. You know?”

Barnaby smiled. “I’m not either. It’s okay if you’re busy, but you could have called me after work or something. Even just to talk.”

“I’m not one just to talk,” Nathan admitted. “I’ll try to do better.”

“Okay.” He thrust a strawberry daiquiri into Nathan’s hand. “What are you making?”

“Good question. I had thought about chili but then I remembered you don’t eat meat.”