Chapter 53

Matt returned from the bar and set his wine in front of him and scooted into the booth, sitting very close to him.

Calvin felt nervous, jittery. “What did you get?” he asked, eyeing the highball glass of brown liquid.

“Coke.”

“And?”

Matt smiled. “Just Coke. I’m driving precious cargo.”

Calvin rolled his eyes. “You lay it on thick.”

“Yeah, I guess I do,” Matt admitted. “But you’re really hot.”

He laughed at that—it was absurd. Even more absurd was the warmth that filled him at the admiration in Matt’s gaze.

Matt smiled and grabbed the hand he didn’t have wrapped around the wineglass. “You should do that more often.”

“What?” A shiver went up his spine as Matt’s thumb stroked the inside of his wrist.

“Laugh, smile. Your whole face lights up. It’s breathtaking.”

Calvin couldn’t help but laugh again. Matt was too funny. Breathtaking, indeed.

Matt squeezed his hand. “Do you really not know how stunning you are? It’s hard to believe.”